Smiling, his lips left her breast in favor of her stomach as he slowly pushed another finger inside, working them against her clit. He licked and nipped the expanse of skin from navel to hip, making sure to concentrate on the bruises there. Her words were running through his head even as he stroked her insides -- she didn't mind being marked by him; she enjoyed the reminder... All of it, these whole two days, would eventually be subsumed by other memories. But the one thing that would remain was this feeling.
The feeling he was doing something right.
Taking a breath, he moved more confidently in between her thighs, still pinching and working her with his fingers as his tongue delved inside.
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Date: 2008-06-26 07:47 pm (UTC)The feeling he was doing something right.
Taking a breath, he moved more confidently in between her thighs, still pinching and working her with his fingers as his tongue delved inside.