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Apr 21, 2005 15:41

Sometimes I wondered what it would be like to be tender with her, to make love to her slow and gentle like and then I realized that's not what this was about for us. Sure, I loved her in some sick and twisted way that I didn't dare to understand, but this was our arrangement ( Read more... )

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bitch_eve June 13 2005, 20:38:52 UTC
I had half a mind to just stop right then and there when he went off on his little cocky attitude. But the desire to do what I was doing was greater, I loved just about nothing more then watching his face when he came. I could lock him in a room and do it till we both expired...now there's an idea.

Reaching my hands up I drug my nails lightly down his chest and thighs, moaning when he arched up to me, my tongue working over him slowly but surely.

Squirming slightly on the bed I moved my mouth off of him and wrapped my hand around him, stroking slowly while I let my mouth work down his shaft till I ran my tongue over his balls, grinning to myself when I felt him dig his fingers in my hair. "Something wrong Lindsey?" I murmured against his skin, taking an innocent tone.

Moving my hands and mouth off of him I sat up straight, not caring or embarrassed that I was naked as anything. "Did you want me to stop?" I cocked my head to the side and smirked at him. "Or would you like..." I let my voice trail off as I dipped my head down and kissed the tip of his cock before sitting up again like it was nothing. Teasing Lindsey was right up there on my list of favorite things to do, right under screwing Angel over.

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