The Unnamed Lovers
She felt a shiver run down her body as his breath brushed lightly across her neck. He was so close to her she could feel his heart beating like mad, and she knew how much he wanted her. Despite this knowledge he moved slowly, his lips only slightly making contact with the most sensitive parts of her neck. Her hands ran down his back, her fingernails scratching just hard enough for him to feel it through his thin shirt. She just barely heard a growl as his control slipped and he pulled her close. One hand roughly cupped her ass and another wrapped itself in her black hair. His lips found her collarbone and roughly traced it. She moaned softly as the excitement built and she dug her fingers into his hair. His grip tightened …