Doya: Better days

He had to know that he was setting fire to her skin with each of his feverish kisses on her. Did he know of the shivers he sent down her spine when his emerald gaze met with her hazel one? Did he know how hard she bit her bottom lip at the sight of his gorgeous self? Of course, he did! Oya made sure to tell him. Most women would probably say they were attracted to Dean because of his good looks and it would be a lie to say he wasn't handsome. However, while she appreciated his features, Oya was looking for something more. She was anticipating his pleasure and the joy it would provide her. She was looking forward to the moment he would give into her and let go. The moment he would let her take care of him. She had always loved to be in charge, to take him where she wanted him to go. Oya was a generous lover. She wanted her partner to feel as much pleasure as she did and felt rewarded when they were giving into her. So, to have Dean, let go and truly enjoy each and every sensation she was giving him was beautiful. His groans and grunts were rewarding. His intense hooded emerald gaze was enticing. She loved when he was breathless and couldn't quite finish his sentence because he was strangled with desire. She loved when he closed his eyes and let her drive and do to him what she wanted. She loved when he let his hands run into her heavy curls when he would kiss her neck and bury his face at the crook of it. She loved when her hands scratched his powerful back, leaving traces for her to see the next morning. She had to scratch him, she had to make him hers. Oya was possessive in her own way, she liked to remind him of her presence, to leave him with familiar stings left by her nails so he would remember their night together. He would remember her. He had to know he was driving her wild when he used his mouth on her most sensitive spots. He had to know that she was giving herself to him, without restraint too? He was the one she was true to and vulnerable with. He had to know he was the only one who made her feel like the strongest woman in the world and the most vulnerable at the same time. He had to know how she felt about him when he looked into her eyes when their bodies were entwined.