The desire and our combined heavy breaths in the air expressed how much we wanted each other. Even within the chaos, she could separate the meaning of his every move, every touch and every kiss.
He pulled me by my waist and made me sit on his lap. His hips started moving again with us facing each other.
I kissed him on the neck, biting and sucking senseless. His groans and moans drove me out of my mind. I wanted him to feel how I was feeling, both inside and out.
I always thought I would be happy if I was with him. Just being with him could make me happy. But now I knew I was wrong. In reality, I was a greedy woman who could never be satisfied with just that. I wanted his attention, his everything, just like I wanted him to want me.
"Beg... Beg for more," he said.
My lips could not move. I was left breathless with the fierceness. I wanted him to continue and stop at the same time.
