Good question. I’ll answer… Chuck Norris. Because Lincoln would beat Washington, but Chuck Norris beat Lincoln, so it’s only fair.
Turning in circles, been caught in a stasis
The ancient arrival cut to the end
I’d like to be taken apart from the inside
Then spit through the cycle right to the end
No it wasn’t. He smiled. Taking the shirt from her to toss it away, his arms instantly back around her,his thumb hooking around the strap of her bra, keeping it there. Oh how I love your laugh. He spoke against her lips which were still spread into a smile, pressing her up against him. Makes me feel like the happiest man.
His smile warmed her more than the torrid flesh that pressed against her through the thin veil of fabric. Then what was it? She questioned, breathing in as her chest lifted to meet him, every inch of fabric separating them completely under his control. My only desire is to make you happy.
A moan slipped his lips the moment he felt her tongue against his earlobe, feeling a shiver running down his spine, one he most certainly missed. He glanced at her because of what she said but said no more, instead placing his hands on the bottom of her shirt he pulled up, snickering when her shirt got caught just below the nose. Oops. He uttered, locking her lower lip between his.
She looked up at him with a grin that transformed into a smile when her shirt caught on her nose. Laughing, she lifted her arms to aid the process before being locked in an embrace again. I don’t think ‘oops’ is what you had to tell me. She giggled, lacing her fingers in his hair.
I wanted to tell you something. He breathed against her lips, warming up due to her touch, closing his eyes when he managed to turn his head and kiss her neck instead, scraping his teeth over her skin. Though right now I’d rather want to tear the clothes from your body.
Her voice caught in a soft moan as her neck craned, inviting his lips with each movement. She exhaled heavily against against his neck, her tongue ghosting over his earlobe before speaking. Do both.
The moment she spread her lips he took the chance to let his tongue slip between them, locking her lower lip between his teeth while his hand curiously ran down over the outside of her thigh.
His tongue was welcomed by hers tying them together until his teeth grazed her lip. Her hands wandered along the fine musculature of his back, fingertips dancing along his skin as a delicate heat emanated from her blood.
Good. No longer able to control himself, he wrapped his arm around her waist to pull her over him, onto her back on the mattress, half hovering over before he kissed her hard on the mouth, yet his hands doing the exact opposite, running over her side with most care and gentleness.
Danielle gasped as she met the mattress with calculated force. Her hair splayed around her shoulders and she wrapped her arms around his torso, parting her lips allowing his forceful kisses better access. Danielle had half a mind to stop him to ask if he was alright, but the better half of her could not contain the desire.
No need to apologize. He breathed, finding himself staring into her eyes he found himself fascinated with now that the two colours were entwined. He didn’t get the entire sentence she spoke but he caught the word ‘leave’ all too well, causing him to grab her by the wrist. I’d rather you not.
She swallowed and inhaled a startled breath as his hand clasped around her wrist. Not entirely sure what he desired, she craned her neck to peer up at him. Then I shall not.