<div align="center"><strong>Character:</strong> Thea | <strong>Location:</strong> Couples Suite | <strong>Tagged:</strong> Sean (TaintedTruth)</div><hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://image.dhgate.com/albu_377521669_00-1.0x0/black-yellow-simple-sexy-girl-lady-woman.jpg)</div><br/><br/><div align="center">With the sweet taste of her arousal still residing against her taste-buds, Thea grew thirsty for the taste of him instead. Watching as he brought his drenched fingers to his lips, as if her juices were delectable, she felt her face burning, a deepened shade of crimson likely striking her cheeks. Unable to keep from breathing in a sharp breath, as she watched him lewdly lick those fingers, committing her taste to memory, Thea chewed on her lower lip. It was probably similar, she imagined, to how Thea felt whenever graced with the sight of Sean's erection, knowing she was the only one responsible for that kindling fire. <br/><br/>In a way, just knowing that he found her sexy was satisfying enough, especially after four years, that passion they each held for one another only blossoming, rather than ever fading. It often felt like a recurring dream, which they joked about with one another on more than one occasion, emitting a giggle from her full lips when he pinched himself. That smile remained for a few moments before fading, brightening up her face and causing her features to look all the more striking. Her legs twitched when she laughed, yet remained just as widely spread as before, her nectar pooling up between the bare lips of her pussy, almost glimmering in the cascading rays of sunlight which filtered in through the window. The only reason that smile faded at all was due to the sudden change of mood, as Sean began to climb over her. <br/><br/>"No, <em>I'm</em> the lucky one," she quipped back, shaking her head at his confession. Her gaze met his then, the intensity of her eyes proving such remarkable sincerity. Truly, it was what she believed, too. Here he was, with her, fighting to prove his love for her and dedication to her, striving to prove her parents wrong, so inspired to commit himself to her for the rest of their days. Shuffling back against the bed to create more space for him, their bodies moving together until they both comfortably fit, strewn across the width of the enormous bed. When they had stopped, their stares affixed, Sean hovering over her, thighs pressed against the backs of hers, hands on either side of her face, he then made her heart skip a beat, by saying those three words she'd never get tired of hearing. <br/><br/>Every time he said he loved her, she felt the fluttering of her heart, before it would inevitably speed up in her chest, hammering against her rib cage. Shallow breathing hitched in her throat momentarily, before she was able to regain her senses. "I love you, Sean." She spoke every word purposefully, so that each was rich in meaning, and pure in motive. It wasn't spoken out of obligation, as some couples did, only returning the sentiment of love when their partner had said it first. Thea felt as if she could say those three words to him at any point in time, even in the midst of a disagreement, because the feelings she had for him were so intense that she knew no matter of arguing could ever interrupt the gravity of said love. <br/><br/>When he dipped down and spoke about making love to her so fluently, Thea was back to quivering, feeling the passion in his words, knowing there was no risk in it being an empty promise. Before she could think of any words to mutter back in response, he was already craning down and pressing a chaste kiss against her lips. Thea's lashes fluttered shut, as their lips meshed quaintly, before he pulled away again. Interestingly, the soft kisses were just as powerful to Thea, as those hungry, passionate ones were; both managing to speak, in different volumes, just how badly he wanted and needed her. Yet when his lips left hers, she still yearned for more, reaching up with her arms and hooking them around his shoulders, letting her fingers climb steadily along the nape of his neck, coaxing through his short locks until they reached the brim of his hat, and pushed it off his head, sending it to fall unceremoniously against the bed. <br/><br/>The words he spoke next were enough to shock her again, making her mouth drop open as he professed that she should never change. Yet she was far from perfect, and surely he knew that. It had always been enough to keep her on her toes, the way that Sean could balance the bad-boy, rebellious image, with that sensitive, seriously romantic side of him, which only she had the privilege of seeing. Yet she loved that about him; that there was far more depth to him than met the eye; if only her parents believed her when she told them so. He leaned down again, and this time Thea's legs wrapped loosely around his lower back, ankles locking in place, almost pressing him nearer to her, but managing to resist the urge to do so. Her hands still weaved through his hair as his lips found her neck, making her head tilt to the side, freeing more sensitive skin for his lips to invade. She gaped, her back arching, and causing her hips to undulate beneath him, as he devoured her innocence, nipping at her earlobe and sending wave after wave of shivers down her spine. <br/><br/>"Uuunh, Sean..." she moaned his name, though this time it hardly sounded accusatory, this time it sounded more like the culmination of pleasure. His whispered compliment caused her ear to twitch, the rest of her body practically writhing beneath him, completely reeling with lust and love for this man. Of course, just when he would be entirely smooth with his words, that was when Thea could think of nothing to say in return. Her head shook, as if in protest, though she knew better than to try and convince him out of a paid compliment. Still, for the humble young woman, it was difficult to accept them. Her spine straightened suddenly, when his cock-head wedged between the slick lips of her pussy, making her gasp deeply. Body trembling and begging by now, her teeth ground together as he pressed his thick, long, hard-on against her tight, bright pink entrance. A salacious moan left her then, catching her slightly off guard, and making her words come out in an out-of-breath whisper, "I love you." <br/></div>