She can feel Cassian's emotions and physical sensations as easily as her own. His desire for her, and for her pleasure in particular, is a heady thing. She's been hanging onto control by a thread, keeping herself from being lost in the rising tide of the pleasure he's giving her. But she realizes she doesn't HAVE to hold on, that she's safe, that if she falls Cassian will catch her.
She stops fighting the tide, lets herself get lost in the pleasure. It's good that Cassian likes the taste of Ibani, likes the sounds she makes, because the more he kisses, licks, teases, and caresses, the more there is to taste and to hear!
Her hands tangle in his hair, as if pleading with him to keep going. She writhes under him from the intensity of the pleasure. So lovely, so sensitive to his attentions, utterly at his mercy.
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Date: 2022-09-21 12:07 am (UTC)She stops fighting the tide, lets herself get lost in the pleasure. It's good that Cassian likes the taste of Ibani, likes the sounds she makes, because the more he kisses, licks, teases, and caresses, the more there is to taste and to hear!
Her hands tangle in his hair, as if pleading with him to keep going. She writhes under him from the intensity of the pleasure. So lovely, so sensitive to his attentions, utterly at his mercy.