The kiss becomes more heated as time goes on and Ward tugs me to sprawl over him. I straddle his hips without thought, letting my hands wander the planes of this fantastic being I get to call mine. He's taller than I, broader, yet still somehow thin of frame, however I can still feel the strength in him, even if he doesn't' have mountains of muscles. Under my hands he tenses and I hear him growl softly.
“I thought we were waiting..” Ward mutters.
“For what?” I pant and Ward tosses me from him, pinning me to the mattress face down with another growl. He nips my shoulder blade and noses down my spine. I squirm, so he grips my wrists and grips them above my head in one hand, his teeth graze the back of my neck.
“Submit.” He growls. I laugh.
“You're going to have trouble there furball.” An
