It didn't take long for her to tap into a rush of adrenaline that had her feeling as strong as ten of him. She shifted just as she felt him, pushed at this shoulders roughly until she had him laying back so she could crawl over his body.
Once in the prime position Marguerite took exactly what she wanted in one swift, smooth move. She sank down, thighs clenching and toes curling as her fingers dug half moon welts into his shoulders with her nails.
She paused, relished the pulsating point of pleasure growing within her gut then she began to move, slow at first. She lowered her eyes, tilted her head and found her mouth, bruised and swollen from those kisses, curling upward in a saucy smirk as she watched his expressions.