Mommysgirl
Jane Wilde, Jessie Saint, Helena Locke Pic(s)
The heavy door clicked shut behind her, sealing them in a pocket of breathless silence, thick with the scent of rain on his coat and the lingering sweetness of her perfume. His hand, still resting on the small of her back, pressed with a new, deliberate firmness, guiding her away from the cool wood and into the warm darkness of the room. Moonlight bled through the slats of the blinds, painting silver stripes across the rumpled sheets of the bed, a silent testament to the urgency that had brought them here. She felt the hard line of his body agat hers, a solid wall of heat that made her knees weaken as his other hand came up to cradle her jaw, his thumb stroking the frantic pulse at the base of her throat. The low, possessive growl that rumbled in his chest was not a sound of anger but of pure, unadulterated need, a vibration she felt deep within her own bones. Her fingers tangled in the damp fabric of his shirt, not to push him away but to pull him closer, to erase the last sliver of space between them. His mouth found hers not with gentle inquiry but with a hungry certainty, a claiming that tasted of midnight and reckless desire. Every whispered rule and consequence of the world outside dissolved under the slow, deliberate slide of his hands learning the landscape of her body through the thin silk of her dress. In this suspended moment, caught between the fading echo of the city’s sirens and the rising tide of their own shared heat, there was only the profound, aching rightness of his touch.
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