The backs of her fingers curl, twist, nails lightly scraping the shadow stubbling his cheek and jaw. As much as she hates to admit it, the dynamic of their unspoken arrangement is altogether too pleasurable to deny herself, particular when he looks so insufferably charming. Evelyn shifts, throwing a leg over one of his and worming to the source of heat.
In spite of intellectual differences - in spite of a lot of things, matter of fact - there is a much more animal attraction at play, one which startles over her skin like an electric current, pulses through the arms wrapped around her. She tries (and fails) not to look self-satisfied.]
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[God, he's lucky he's got his looks.
The backs of her fingers curl, twist, nails lightly scraping the shadow stubbling his cheek and jaw. As much as she hates to admit it, the dynamic of their unspoken arrangement is altogether too pleasurable to deny herself, particular when he looks so insufferably charming. Evelyn shifts, throwing a leg over one of his and worming to the source of heat.
In spite of intellectual differences - in spite of a lot of things, matter of fact - there is a much more animal attraction at play, one which startles over her skin like an electric current, pulses through the arms wrapped around her. She tries (and fails) not to look self-satisfied.]
And I don't see you complaining.