“Mmmm… yeah… I knew you--you’d come around eventually,” she grins as she hisses in his ear, teeth pulling at it then as is one of her many specialties.

“Right here?”

She shoves forward with a particularly hard slam aimed right at his prostate, a cry ripping out of her lungs at the movement and sensations it creates in her too, rubbing her in all the right places even as she does to him. She pushes one of his legs apart more and up so his knee rests on the table to deepen the angle even more.

And because she likes having him wide open at her mercy.

“Nicholas, you’re… you’re all I…” her voice falters, trailing off as she instead drops kisses onto the back of his neck, over the vertebrae ridged under her mouth again and again.