@prlman | cont.
. elio’s reaction is everything she’d hoped it would be, and she silently thanks the man who’d given her access to his suite, despite his hesitance to do so. sure, it was a bit INVASIVE, she supposes, not the sort of thing that’s usually allowed, but she’d reassured him she meant no trouble, and perhaps fibbed a little to say it was part of a grander surprise from GAME. name-dropping almost ALWAYS works. she stifles a laugh with her hand when he rapidly closes the door, thinking he’s trying to preserve some sense of MODESTY that she’s never had in all of her long life.
❝ good. ❞ her voice is throaty and feline, just short of a purr, and she watches him approach the bed through impossibly long lashes, full lips pulled up in a pleased smile. she leans into him just a little when he finally joins her on the bed, body positioned in a subtle accentuation of her natural curves. the lacy lingerie she wore left NOTHING to the imagination. her own laughter follows his. ❝ mmm, you might have mentioned that before. ❞ she can’t resist teasing him, but it’s nothing compared to the TEASING in his future.
njála’s pupils dilate rapidly from just that small touch and she has to restrain herself to keep from DEVOURING him and scaring the poor boy away. NO, he’s hardly some innocent child. she knows SIM, knows what he likes, and elio would have to be far more than a blushing virgin to hold his interest like he does. when he kisses her, she waits only a moment before deepening it, slipping her tongue into his mouth and pressing her body to his as her nipples begin to harden. her fingers glide along his pale chest and then flatten, pressing him down against the bed so she can climb over him, knees bracketing his slender hips. now her fingers slide to encircle his wrist and she moves his hand to cup her sex, positioning it just right so his fingertips would graze the opening of her crotchless panties. ❝ don’t be so SHY, elio. i came for YOU, and i hope you’ll let me come again. ❞
