Conscience (The Bellator Saga book 2)
“She’d been known to drop an f-bomb or twenty when the opportunity presented itself, since profanity was her default setting. Fuck you, fuck me, fuck my brains out, fuck me hard, fuck that shit. Sometimes she meant sex, sometimes she just punctuated her language with profanity.
But she never, ever referred to it as making love. Bringing love into it, even when you had valid reasons? It took all her effort not to giggle or roll her eyes. Sex accompanied by love could be wonderful, even divine..., but to talk about it using foofy words and sappy metaphors? That part always made her uncomfortable.
But that’s what Jack had done that night, after they’d finished having sex in the pool. Made love. To her, not with her. He barely needed fifteen minutes before dragging her toward the bedroom and starting in again. He tied her wrists to the bedframe with her swimsuit and teased her until she could barely take it anymore. Then he loosened her bindings and glided in and out of her for what seemed like forever, whispering his version of sweet nothings into her ear.MoreLess
But she never, ever referred to it as making love. Bringing love into it, even when you had valid reasons? It took all her effort not to giggle or roll her eyes. Sex accompanied by love could be wonderful, even divine..., but to talk about it using foofy words and sappy metaphors? That part always made her uncomfortable.
But that’s what Jack had done that night, after they’d finished having sex in the pool. Made love. To her, not with her. He barely needed fifteen minutes before dragging her toward the bedroom and starting in again. He tied her wrists to the bedframe with her swimsuit and teased her until she could barely take it anymore. Then he loosened her bindings and glided in and out of her for what seemed like forever, whispering his version of sweet nothings into her ear.MoreLess
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