He bites down on my lower lip, effectively shutting me up. He figured it out, didn't he? The following is a direct quote Arnold gave to Esquire Magazine in and sums up his attitude towards women. Their confessions were never quite as passionate, their kisses never as mind-blowing. Smell you geekbaits later! And, awesome, there's no one here for the time being, so I can have plenty of time to sort out my thoughts as I lean against the island counter. Nervous habit, I guess.
When I am more than certain that I've escaped their gaze and gotten out of earshot, I pull Phoebe into a more abandoned hallway. I'm ready to put up another wall if I have to, even though I know deep down that he just single-handedly destroyed every last one of them. I barely manage to take a fleeting glance at everyone to gauge their reactions. One of my hands grasps at his back, fingernails digging crescents into his skin; while my other is at the nape of his neck, stroking the small hairs at his hairline. Oh, he must have carried me to the bed. He's so cute when he's nervous!
His lips are parted and his cheeks flushed. The previous signs of aggravation have vanished, leaving only concern. And shit , I swear I can feel his lips curl into a smirk. Personal photos allegedly belonging to them, showing them nude or in sexually explicit situations, have been splashed across the internet. I place my fingers to his lips before he can finish. I gasp without meaning to, and he grasps that opportunity to shove his tongue in my mouth. My groan turns into an actual yelp when his teeth bite down on just the right spot on my neck, his leg still rubbing against me.
My head rolls back and I groan as he withdraws only to thrust back in with double the strength. How has no one picked up on his double meanings? First in our group of nude models we like to present to you the immensely incredibly and seductive Rachel Roxx! Please enjoy the fornication of those whom believe they are animals. I shiver when he kisses my hairline.