In the past, their bodies told a story, a story of goodbye. In the present they wrote a new meaning.
Desperate to feel his chest pressed against hers, Malina let Chadwick hold her firmly, lips never leaving her neck. The stark coldness of his necklace imprinted her collarbone. Anytime she slowed the study rhythm of her hips syncing with his own, he carefully guided her to continue. “Askim...please.”
Her breathing seemed uncontrollable at this point, her eyes heavy. To hear him practically beg set her off. Chadwick never begged for anything. The passion was unmatched to their wedding night. Or, even all the reckless nights they spent in Turkey. Neither one of them caring about the future, neither one of them depending on their past.
Frustrated by her lazy pace, Chadwick wrapped his arms around her middle, ready to turn her over.
“No,” she murmured in his ear. “I”d like to see you fall apart from this view.”
Fun Fact: these gifs are extensions from their first night in turkey + chadwick's necklaces have two pendents, both have the intials of his children