’ Edward chuckled and shook his head. A moment later, he said, ‘So, where did you get the ‘cleanser of the gene pool’ line?’ ‘Deadpool. Ma...vel Comic book character.’ ‘Why am I not surprised?’ Sean had gone back to staring out the bars again, and Edward followed his gaze. At the other end of the hall, there was a tall woman. And by tall, he meant tall. Edward’s height neared two meters, but this woman may have had an inch or two on him. She wasn’t as dark as he was, her appearance was more. My tongue darted out like on a spring and her moisture coated it, strong and thick, and dripped down into my throat like bitter honey. Her thighs parted a bit, making it easier for me to delve between her folds and suck greedily on her soft flesh. Her hands started to stroke my thighs, delicious touches that stopped inches from my boiling snatch and filled me with pleasure and desperation in equal measure. I circled her opening with the tip of my tongue, and when a shivering breath rewarded my. After he had left she sat down again and the two women continued their chat."He thinks he loves you," said Amelia, "and wants to resume where you left off in Oxford a fortnight ago. Specifically, he would like to sleep with you tonight. You do still want him, don't you? You wouldn't have come here otherwise?" Well, I was looking forward to..." Pauline started, but broke off when she remembered she was talking to her boy-friend's mother.She had never dreamt of doing anything but hide their. I want your intensity, your passion. Your rough, bad ass nature. I want to forget this world everything but you. More and more. I get so wet thinking about you, your smell, your body, the way you handle me, the way you touch me. I can picture you standing before me and for a small moment you smile. I step up to you, breathing you in and feeling the warmth of your skin. You kiss my neck, drawing my soul in and igniting the fire. Clothes fall off in a frenzy. Skin touching skin. The floor against.