[There's a little rush that comes from that, he has to admit it. There's a rush that comes from someone like this, young and gorgeous and sexy, offering that to him, meaning every word. His hand glides the rest of the way up her back, into her hair to tighten for a moment so he can watch the way she reacts to that.
Their crashing together in his lab had been fast and intense, but he remembers the things he'd done that she'd liked in particular. Pulling her hair is one of them. His other hand moves to settle back on her ass, squeezing and kneading for a moment but he isn't going to spank her again, not yet. That's too easy. Instead he'll press her a little closer, close enough to get his mouth onto her neck with a quiet little sigh, because this is what he wants, whether or not he should.] I want you like this. God, you're tempting. I want every inch of you.
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Their crashing together in his lab had been fast and intense, but he remembers the things he'd done that she'd liked in particular. Pulling her hair is one of them. His other hand moves to settle back on her ass, squeezing and kneading for a moment but he isn't going to spank her again, not yet. That's too easy. Instead he'll press her a little closer, close enough to get his mouth onto her neck with a quiet little sigh, because this is what he wants, whether or not he should.] I want you like this. God, you're tempting. I want every inch of you.