His motion had her head spinning, a soft mewl escaping her lips. Nanna’s pace increased a little, moving up a gear, drifting deeper, going faster, chasing more. Her heart rate picked up, the feel of his skin under her making her reel. He was like a drug. He was intoxicating. All she wanted was for him to be whole, to be happy, to be filled with bliss.
Nanna nipped at Alexandre’s lower lip, sucking gently in the moment after, nails marking his shoulders, kisses moving to his throat as she settle into a rhythm that matched what he asked - the balanced, connected control, the wildness of pleasure and vulnerability all rolled into one.
G-d but the way she sounded, the way she looked, how she moved. How had he gone through his life without being Alexandre with her? His hands went to her lower back, and with a growl, he leaned up, so that he was sitting with her against his chest, her body braced by his arms. He could do little more than rock with her as she picked up her pace, but it was good, far too good. One hand reached up to tangle in her hair, forcing her head back so he could kiss and suck at her collarbone, marking her just below the neckline of her gowns, as she had so expertly marked his shoulders with her nails.
The heat in his belly rolled over and over, making his muscles tight in anticipation of release. “Nanna.” He whined against her throat, his teeth bared slightly as the pressure built in a pinpoint and broke in his climax. It was quick, far too quick for his tastes, but shattering in pleasure.
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