Lipstick on a woman that stays on even after I devour her mouth or after she devours me.
Now the NSFW part:
Breakfast in bed without any actual food. FYI, I’m not a picky eater.
The sound someone makes when they’re trying not to be loud. Gasps are welcome, whimpers and long moans even better.
Eye contact while I’m inside her.
Fingers tangled in my hair—tugging, yanking, I don’t care. Rip my hair out and I’ll thank you.
Not coming up for air while eating my favorite meal.
Biting, scratching. Bonus if it leaves a mark.
I didn’t realize I liked it too until you mentioned them—mirrors and public sex.
The idea of someone writing to me with one hand and using the other to ... misbehave.
I meant it, Amelia. If you’re trying to scare me off, you’ll need sharper claws.
