*she wrapped her leg around his waist, and instantly felt his bulge stabbing her through his pants.* Ohh…God… *it felt so good… she wanted to feel more… she pulled him in and french kissed him, taking everything in…*
*He pulled her away from the wall again and pulled her leg from around his waist so he could guide her to the bed. Holmes was trying to stay above all of the sensations and keep his mind but it was becoming extremely hard. He pulled her clothing off completely and gave her a gentle push towards the bed*
*she fell upon the bed gently, arms out, legs slightly separated. the way he was looking at her was to die for. the power behind his kisses made her drunk with lust. and she was loving every minute of it. so she said to him in a sultry voice:*
you’re enjoying this, aren’t you Sherlock? you like controlling me? completely making me yours?
*He looked over her body and almost didn’t hear what she said. After a moment he nodded* More than I should be..
*Holmes unbuttons his shirt and tosses it off to the side before returning his attention to her. He didn’t know where to begin. He wanted to know all of her by the end of the night but it didn’t feel like enough time. He climbs onto the bed and gives her a certain look before moving his face down next to her stomach and giving her a kiss next to her navel*
