Coupled with her rampant imagination, it was all the turn on Elle needed, and she pulled back with one last harsh bite at his lips, cutting his skin with promise. She let his hands guide her at a pace they both liked, rocking back on him, rolling her hips for more friction. The only thing she could think about, looking down at him, were all the things they were going to do.
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Date: 2009-11-03 04:14 pm (UTC)