Fuck sleep. I need you way more than I need sleep.
Sibylla MatildeYep, that’s really only just a little white towel.
Sibylla MatildeTags: devin ronin little-white-towel
It’s kind of romantic with unrequited love. A big, strong, sexy hero. A fight to the death.” She sighed wistfully. Slowly and thoughtfully, she traced his strong jaw with her fingertip. “You’d make a good Orion,” she murmured absentmindedly.
Ronin raised an eyebrow, and, realizing that she’d said that out loud, she buried her face in his shoulder.
“Umm… shit…” she whispered. “It’s getting pretty late and I have to work tomorrow. I should probably, um… yeah.”
Neither of them spoke after that, both lost in their own thoughts. Devin contemplated the need to work on her verbal filter, rather mortified by her offhanded Orion comment. But, honestly, Ronin was exactly how she pictured Orion when she was a little girl. Big and stoic, muscular with a strong jaw, a fierce build. A mighty Greek hero.
Fuck, honey. You taste so good. We taste so good together...
Sibylla MatildeYou're with me, baby. When you're with me, I want you to know it. Say my name, Devin.
Sibylla MatildeEvery time I kissed you, every time you trembled at my touch, I knew. And every time you pulled away… fuck, I thought I was dying.
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Don’t pull back,” she whispered a hair’s breadth from his lips. “I need this. I need…” The words evaporated in her throat as she focused on his lips, so she simply touched them with her own. Softly, slowly, she kissed him. For a moment, she feared he would push her away. And then his mouth moved faintly against hers. His tongue grazed her lips, and he turned his head to deepen the kiss. For the first time in forever, everything felt so incredibly right.
“You,” she exhaled into his mouth. “I need… you.
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She was his. The love of his life. Forever.
Sibylla MatildeWe were nothing special. We were never meant to last. We're friends, remember? Nothing more.
Sibylla MatildeRonin had tried desperately to be smart about it all. He really, really tried. He knew she was absolutely plowed. He knew she would probably hate him in the morning. He knew with every fiber of his should that giving into the passion she evoked was a bad idea.
But good God, he wanted her.
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