Day 07: One Thing
As his lips moved up her body, one of Nyx's arms snaked over his shoulders while the other hand pulled at the back of his neck guiding his lips to hers. When he plunged into her kiss, one leg slipped over his hip, the calf of her other leg resting against the back of his thigh.
Guiding himself into her, the embrace tightened in response. All of her grabbed at him.
The husky growl rose in his throat.
This was merely one of the many little things he loved about her-the way she wrapped herself around him when they made love. The way their bodies entwined as they tried to get just that much closer, hold on that much longer to this thing that felt so tenuous in the reality beyond that single moment.
