“LOVEMAKING” in italiano

Sometimes the lovemaking dissolved into frantic fucking.

They alternated bedrooms, sleeping wherever was closest to their lovemaking.

Caressing soon turned to more fervent touching, and as the dawn broke, they tangled again, their lovemaking thorough and unhurried.

The sounds of desultory lovemaking came from a couple of the rooms, otherwise the stuffy landing at the top was quiet, the hubbub of the docks muted.

Sometimes it started off as fucking and became the tender, intense thing she called lovemaking.

Even a glance at the sky revealed no sign of Cassian, who had been keeping Nesta up until dawn with his lovemaking and had become utterly obnoxious about calling her mate any chance he got, except at their continuing morning training with the priestesses.