With thighs outside his hips, she held him down though she knew he could resist if he wanted. Her blonde hair cascaded over her face as their mouths danced together.
She smoothed a few damp strands of blonde hair from his forehead as her mouth started exploring.
"I need to go," he told.
"You don't."
"I do."
Dinah stopped nibbling on his ear and crawled off of him.
Ollie stopped by, slept with her, and left again. He had been doing that often. His work was more important. Claimed he needed to help "the little guy."
He acted like Batman.