Searching For A Soul Mate.. [closed]

"Why do you prefer the bed?" he asked. It was large, uncomfortable, and he felt out of control on it. Mostly because she knew her way around it, every crinkle, every spring, every piece. Opening his eyes to look at her, he kissed her again. She was a little intoxicated, but hopefully not so much she'd forget the night. Part of him didn't want her too.

@ Divergent

Mariska looked at him, "Do you not want to use my bed?" She asked him as she kissed along his neck. She kissed along his jawline then put her lips to his ear. "I want you to fuck me so hard." She whispered, seductively. She smirked at his reaction to her words. She kissed him again as she started to unbutton his jeans. She unbuckled his belt then started on the button on his jeans. She kissed him, nipping at his bottom lip as she pulled his jeans down.

@ wittles

"Not really. I did bring you to the couch for a reason." he admitted. "But your house, your rules. I don't mind." He was not going to be picky at Mariska, not now. Especially not now. Smiling when her breath tickled his ear, he licked and kissed her jaw bone when she was whispering in his ear. "Oh trust me, I will." he promised stroking her back and sticking his tongue all down her mouth wanting to taste her. Every part of her.

@ Divergent

Mariska moaned when she felt his tongue in her mouth. She laid back after he was out of his jeans. She let her hands run down his back as he crawled on top of her. Mariska kissed him roughly, letting her hips grind against his. She moaned as she felt herself getting more turned on. Mariska looked at him for a moment then kissed down his neck, nipping at the skin on his shoulder. She looked over at the wall as he kissed down her neck. She began to think about James and began to feel angry at herself. She placed her hands on Owens chest then shoved him off of her and onto his back. She moved so she was on top of him. Mariska pinned his arms above his head a she kissed him rougher than she ever had, her tongue moving into his mouth as she moved her hips against his. She kissed down his neck, letting her teeth graze against his collar bone. She let her hands keep his wrists pinned as he tried to move again.

@ wittles

@ wittles

ignore

@ wittles