early morning light filters through her bedroom window, darkness masking her actions. her hips swirl desperately as her fingers flick with rapid, focused pressure between them. she's chasing a seemingly unattainable high as she thrashes restlessly and groans into her pillow.
early morning light filters through her bedroom window, darkness masking her actions. her hips swirl desperately as her fingers flick with rapid, focused pressure between them. she's chasing a seemingly unattainable high as she thrashes restlessly and groans into her pillow.
early morning light filters through her bedroom window, darkness masking her actions. her hips swirl desperately as her fingers flick with rapid, focused pressure between them. she's chasing a seemingly unattainable high as she thrashes restlessly and groans into her pillow.
eyes widen, thinking she's hurt him even more. sadie's hands slide under the pillow as she props herself on her elbows.
β well why didn't you just say sβ β realization hits her all too hard when her fingertips brush across him. β oh .. β
now she's the one blushing.
"O-oh well..."
Does he say it? Can he? Maybe he shouldn't, he should just relax and let it be. Nothing bad could happen...
"It's under the pillow... kinda hurt before ya put ya head down."
she makes a noise in the back of her throat when his hand drops down over her eyes. she's not sure if she entirely buys his story.
β where does it hurt? i'll kiss it better. β