“Shtting fucking hell! I slap my hand over my lips to stop my mental explicit language from falling out of my mouth.”
“She kissed me harder, breath huffing into my mouth, and bit my lip. Oh, hell that was amazing. I growled before I could stop myself.”
“I breath in and out through my mouth to feel the quiet. In. Out. Over and over. Until I fall asleep.”
“I plan to use my hands, my mouth, and my cock to fuck that basic vanilla sex right outta you.”
“I threw my hand over my mouth and blurted out the first best excuse I could come up with, “Morning breath!”
“I will not cease from mental fightNor shall my sword sleep in my hand.”