Snippet #1663152

His coloured cheeks and quick movement away from Rosalie only made her sigh, it was sort of predictable, it took a little of the fun out of it for her. Never the less that wouldn't stop her from her taunting.
"If you are not so willing to handle me, than pluck up your 'courage' and reject me if you dare." she made a mocking pout with her lips as she moved towards him closing the gap he made by leaning forward to rest her hands on the floor on all fours. "Or is the big man afraid of nothing more than a 'woman'" she was taunting him now just for the hell of it.

He was far too naive for her to actually advance a large amount she decided, and when she advanced on the naive ones she always felt guilty afterwards. So instead she would play with him pulling at strings to make in crack for sheer enjoyment.

"Really" she delicately grabbed his chin with a smirk "I expected more of a man labelled 'courage'" and with that she didn't hesitate to take his lips with her own not caring if he struggled or not before pulling away with mocking laughter.