take what you want from me .
tryst six venom prompts - part one.
calloused digits trace the curvature of the other’s jawline to her chin , wherein a thumb rested gently against soft , supple lips , as if shushing her , even if it were momentarily .
“ whatever I want ? “
that rough , yet silken tone breaking such short silence , his free hand taking the notion to freely explore eva ‘ s body , fingertips slowly tracing themselves along until they reach the hem of her garments , before slipping underneath . hazel hues narrowing , patiently watching for a reaction .
“ suppose this’ll do . “


















