It Takes Far Less Courage To Cling

And Then He Pressed Into Her. First His Thighs, Then His Middle, His Chest, And Finally His Mouth. She Made A Whimpering Sound, But Its Definition Was Unclear Even To Her, Until She Realized That Her Arms Had Gone Around Him Instinctually, And That She Was Clutching His Back, His Shoulders, Her Hands Restless And Greedy For The Feel Of Him. He Kissed Her Openmouthed, Using His Tongue, And When She Kissed Back, She Felt The Hum That Vibrated Deep Inside His Chest. It Was The Kind Of Hungry Sound She Hadn’t Heard In A Long Time. Masculine And Carnal, It Thrilled And Aroused Her.

I'm Going To Marry You. I Thought You'd Like To Know In Case You Wanted To Buy A Dress Or Something.

Ah, But Being In Love Made You Mean And Crazy. Love Made You Act Like A Fool Even When You Knew You Were Acting Like A Fool And Couldn't Help Yourself From Acting Like A Fool.

Moving Between Her Thighs, He Stretched Out Above Her, Then Thrust Into Her. Once. Because, As He Did Everything, He Acted Without Hesitation Or Apology To Claim Her Entirely. Her Eyes Went Wide And Her Breath Caught. Holding Her Gaze, He Pressed Himself Deeper, Barely Easing Back Before Pressing Deep Again.

I Love Being The Bad Guy, Simply Because I Was Always So Responsible, So Predictable Growing Up.