Third Person POV
He stalked towards her, ripping off her towel as she flung herself at him, pinning him to the bed and latching her lips to his. He could feel her hands roaming all over her body, one even going down and stroking his shaft which shot to life and began to harden even more under her careful ministrations as he groaned out loud. She wanted him with a fierceness that stunned him.
"Mine" she growled and he blinked before a slow smile spread on his face.
For now, the memory of Misty's death appeared to be forgotten.
He let her caress him, exerting dominance. She kissed the nape of his neck and trailed kisses down his bare chest, worshipping him as he shuddered and trembled. His eyes closed as her hand enclosed his shaft and began to move gently up and down, causing him to
