Soft, supple flesh under him. A sigh, a moan, begging sweetly. Rough, calloused hands running lightly over breasts tinged pink, tender, dulcet. Scarred lips pressed against a heaving chest, and his mouth began to salivate. A tongue with a mind of its own, twisted around the curve of her warm teat, and a whine of want passed through her rosy lips, stained from the bite of teeth and tongue. He wanted the rest of her to have that same beautiful tint.
Her tawny hair lay mussed and tangled around her head in a messy halo. She looked the part of the angel he knew her to be. She smiled, and he watched as the soft swollen flesh parted and her delicious tongue darted out to wet them. He wondered if the dripping, honeyed center of her could turn the same beautiful cherry. Calloused hands began to press ever so harder, still wanting to be gentle though fighting the ever present need to push and pull and take, soothing bruises and bites as they were created down the expanse of supple flesh. Past her navel, past the indent her smallclothes, now too tight, had left on her beautifully rounded underbelly, to the place where he craved the most.
His pink tongue dragged through sticky sweet folds, and fingers pressed in to part them. He would willingly drown himself in her, if he could. Slender fingers took hold in his curly blonde hair, pulling ever so slightly into position. He smiled against her, and did as he knew she wanted, while nails dragged gently over his scalp, sending delicious sparks down his spine. She trembled beneath him. Velvet thighs pushed against on either side, caging him in, wailing in the throes of her release. She continued to shudder while pulling, painfully now, but in a way that made him groan, guttural, need pulsing through him to the very tips of his toes.
"Now," she gasped, fingers loosening their grip and falling to his shoulders, arms twining around his neck to pull him closer. "Please, Cullen, now."
"Yes, my love," he sighed against the strain of her neck, kissing his way down to her clavicle as he lined himself up. "I will give you everything you want, and more."
And as he pushed inside, he felt at home, not for the first time, nor for the last. As long as he had her.