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badfalcon February 12 2009, 12:45:01 UTC
She’s spread out on the bed beneath him, eyes heavy and hooded, chest rising and falling shallowly, every exhalation a whimper. Her legs are spread and her hands reaching up for him. He chuckles softly as he presses them back to the mattress, then leans forward and kisses the pout from her lips. His knees rest either side of her thighs, his chest brushing over her breasts, he runs the very tips of his fingers over her face, sliding them between her lips, then pulling back and following the same path with his lips; his tongue sliding into her mouth, kissing her quickly before his fingers continue down her throat to her chest. He massages her breasts with both hands, thumbs teasing her nipples, making her gasp. And then he dips his head, the teasing continuing with his lips, teeth and tongue until she’s panting, arching her back, offering herself to him with a breathy moan of his name. He grins and releases her breasts, the palms of his hand sweeping over the curve of her belly, then down over her hips, brushing gentle over her folds to ( ... )

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bellasianna February 12 2009, 12:52:36 UTC
My dad thinks I should be writing Harlequin/Mills & Boon... He thinks it would make me 'independantly weatlhy'....

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carinascott March 24 2009, 05:58:24 UTC
Very hot!

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