Laying down on his chest she kissed him. Those hard, biting kisses, more tongue and teeth, then anything. Kisses that made her heart race, that made the hairs on her arms stand on end. Kisses that she couldn't get enough of. Half of her knew the reason why she wanted this, and the other half protested that a nice, gentle coupling would be much more rewarding.
Guess what half she was listening to at the moment.
Pushing up his shirt, or her shirt that he was wearing, she started to rub up against him once more. Eager, willing, wanting, Throwing herself at him, she would do whatever he wanted her to do, and gladly.
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Date: 2008-06-26 07:01 am (UTC)Guess what half she was listening to at the moment.
Pushing up his shirt, or her shirt that he was wearing, she started to rub up against him once more. Eager, willing, wanting, Throwing herself at him, she would do whatever he wanted her to do, and gladly.