----hehe smoochies....----oh and thanks to Spookshow'sBaby...I do not know if this is your meaning of "fleshed out" but I will let you read the rest and I can do a re write....Yipee!!! Thank you for commenting!!!!
I grinned evilly. I only had part of what I wanted.
I awoke him in the tenderest way my primal instincts would allow. I gently removed his arms from around me and undid the zipper on his jeans. I hiked up my skirt and slid off my ripped panty hose.
He was lying on his back and I straddled him and watched the delightful array of emotions on his face as he awoke.
First he stirred with a small smile, then a sharp intake of breath and a blush as realization hit him. He opened his eyes and looked at me and I lowered myself onto him and tightened all in a matter of seconds. His surprise still evident as I slowly rocked, a proud look of ecstasy on my face.
I knew he could feel me but I was too much in the moment and as I arched my back he forcefully grabbed my shoulders and held my face inches from his. Completely knowing, and understanding flew from his icy, moist perfect gaze.
Pure lust and something even more powerful. In a moment of wrenching heat he consumed my mouth taking in everything I gave him and forcing it back ten fold.
I started to rock faster, clenching my finely tuned muscles more sparatically and hungrily, grinding deeper and harder into his up turned hips. His abdomen releasing and sliding in heavy breathes, with first shy and delicate gasps turned loud breaking moans and cries.
I was there with him completely, then. We came breathing, living, and moaning into each other's mouths, teeth against teeth, eyes locked. The dotting imprints of his fingertips on my back drawing blood from his force.
I rolled off him with a laugh.
"Bloody hell woman! You really know how to string a man through the ringer." William said after my awakening of him.
I replied, "Shut up." In a teasing, lethal voice while I leaned over and bit his lower lip. I glared but my mouth and insides smiled.
Raising a scared eyebrow he asked, "Have you been after me since the beginning? You little vixen you have!" He squawked at my delicious grin and wander lusted hands.
"And all this time I though you just wanted my territory or a piece of the action." Poker faced I breathed, "I got better, I got both."
William decided at this point realized he had had enough banter and knew that actions spoke louder then words. He wanted to show me what type of man he was. To prove that he was the best and he did, over and over and over. We feed off each other's energy.
I died a little more that night.
