Jun 29, 2007 22:09
Tyra moans, pressing tight against Tim, letting her body take over. Her arm stays around his neck and her other hand presses between damp cotton and skin, her whole palmed pressed against his ass, as she arches into him.
Fuck, she wanted him.
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Her fingers tighten just barely in Tim's hair.
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He can't remember when last he did this and he's never been very good. Maybe it's time to start practicing.
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"Fuck."
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"Tim..."
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She rocks her weight onto the balls of her feet, pressing harder against his mouth.
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There's no way he'll be able to do this right with her still standing and his tongue flicks out again before he pulls back, her taste still heavy on his lips.
Without a word, he backs up on the mattress, his dick bobbing almost comically as he motions for her to join him.
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She gets down on the bed with him though, her panties still wrapped around her thighs.
She leans in and kisses him on the mouth, moaning at the state of herself on his lips.
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The past few nights they've fumbled in the darkness, touching where they could and kissing. But, he wants more than that now. Even if it all goes to shit afterward, he wants in her.
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She clasps on hand around her wrist and presses the other against the firm muscle of Tim's back as she grinds forward against him.
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