Post by gisellehopecarter on Feb 22, 2011 5:52:09 GMT -5
The gears were shifting as he now took over, and he was good at it too. It took someone great strength to be able to be control when they were on the bottom, but Giselle really liked that. Tyson and Giselle when out in the public eye weren't that affectionate except when wrapped up in a moment, so privacy and alone time were the times they could actually behave as if they were a couple and not just some models who had their hands glued together. It was confusing but she liked it.
She felt his lips whisper words against her neck, and goosebumps immediately appeared all over her arms and back. The two, had amazing chemistry and it seemed as f the other one needed the other just as much. Giselle was a lovable girl and she gave all her love to Tyson. Then as he tugged gently at her skin she was immediately crazed.
Articles about morning sex and the benefits to your health and it boosts self confidence all flooded to her mind. Finding his lips again she kissed him, his kisses were messy and wet and she liked that. It wasn't as if she were dating someone who scored each of their kisses. "Please for me?" She asked as she sat up and took off her shirt before leaning back down to kiss him, her chest pressed right against his. "Vous ne le regretterez pas." Her mother tongue slipped out and she immediately regretted it because she thought that he thought French was ugly and so she tried not to use it. "Tyson, I am so sorry I just... Oh fucking kiss me." Not really caring, she just wanted him alone, in a bedroom and well... You know the rest.
