HIS NAME SOUNDS ANGELIC AGAINST HIS EAR . every sound that comes from sally in these moments is ethereal to rick , and he thinks she knows that . kisses are strong against her own . he licks at the blood she has drawn from her own lip and ENJOYS the taste . ❛ you know i love you , ❜ he whispers to her . the words seem sweet , but there is an almost dangerous undertone to them . eyes connect enough with her own to show the DESIRE in them , hips falling slightly downward against hers as her legs wrap tightly around him . he kisses her again , tongue lulling against tongue , as he lets out the softest groan .
warmth filled her belly, the doll’s frame reacting to his kisses by raising off the ragged mattress, porcelain tits that pushed against his chest the moment she arched into him. one bite, then another, rick’s bottom lip captured between her teeth —- replacing her own, and sally refused to let him go. not until she had flipped them over once again, plump ass perched on his hips as she rocked her own against the hard-on brushing over one of her thighs.
she loved him too, with as much passion as her broken heart allowed her to, and she wanted him to know just how much.
bending over at the waist, sally’s hand landed on the mattress next to his head and she went after his mouth for the hundredth time that night, her kisses no longer soft but nearly starved instead. hungry and desperate, the sound of her need to be fucked rumbling inside her chest.
