#dizzyserencde

[blcssom]

as his hands drop to lift the hem of her skirt, he can't help the eye-roll any mention of his ex prompts. "oh my god- as if she wouldn't flirt with jake when we had those group trivia nights! she's the least self-aware person i know." bold of him to talk when he'd spent their entire marriage denying his attraction to the same woman guiding her fingers around his cock now. his frustration comes out in a low groan, hips lifting in the search of more contact. he breaks into a grin at her words, though, using his hold at the small of her back to roll their position until her back can sink into the couch cushions as her parts her knees and settles between them. "so what you're saying is..... we should make up for lost time?"

"ah, fuck." she says it almost angrily because how is he so good at this and why has it taken so long and how she threads her fingers through his hair and moans - it's borderline violent. "yeah, well, that might explain her calling me a 'pick me' for simply existing in the same room as you guys." the continued reassurance that he'd thought about her like this for a while makes her feel happy in a way that's alien, and she looks away from it, instead reaching inside his boxers to grab him with a sweet smile. "if i'd known i made you this hard i would've fucked you right there and then, though."

[blcssom]

his hands are replaced by his lips as he trails open mouthed kisses over each mound before his teeth close around a pert nipple slowly. he's desperate to hear her answer but it almost gets lost in the sensation of her body arching closer to his. he does register her answer, though, and it prompts a laugh against her skin as his hips lift to press against hers, giving away his excitement before either of them have even managed to get all their clothes off. "see, i think the problem is that it's been on the front of my mind from the moment i laid eyes on you. and, according to my ex, not in a very subtle way."

there's a secret kind of smile on saoirse's face as her lips follow the movement of her hands, surprised by how much the compliment makes her glow - but the genuine warmth is quickly lost again to lust when he touches her, back arching into his grip. "since i saw you in the restaurant tonight," she confesses, making quick work of his belt with new urgency. "but i don't know. i think it might have been on the back of my mind for a long time."

[blcssom]

he's ready to tell her not to let his words in the heat of the moment boost her ego when he catches a glimpse of the flush coloring her cheeks and the earnest surprise in her eyes, and suddenly he forgets how to breathe. "much better." well.... so much for keeping her humble. he loses a quiet groan to her shoulder, quickly working the straps of her bra down her shoulders and discarding the extra fabric over his shoulder so his hands can lift to cup pert breasts with a sort of reverence. "really?" the surprise is present, but heavily overshadowed by the pleased grin that stretches over surly features. "and how long have you thought you wanted it?"

"so i'm something better than a dream girl ??" she asks with a hint of a smile that isn't confident and dazzling for once - it's shy, almost, even as she shakes her hair free of its tight ponytail and places her hands over javi's to unclasp her bra, chest already heaving. "no, but i think," she murmurs, her manicure scraping his neck gently as she works the buttons of his shirt open, "i've wanted this for a lot longer than i thought i did."