She wanted to lean in too--kiss him, cross that line and stop with the careful act. Nothing usually got in the way of what Elle wanted, even if it was wrong. Especially if it was wrong.
But he didn't pull away--he didn't do anything but stay painfully still, his breath stopping. She didn't expect him to pull away, and the fact that he didn't just take the bait like a lot of men would have made her want it more.
She pulled back, barely, just enough to guide his legs together and straddle him, her movements graceful but lacking any art--just single-minded determination as she pressed against him, rocking against his erection with purpose now. Her fingers threaded through his hair, and tugged so she could press her forehead to his, let her lips nearly brush his.
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Date: 2010-01-21 10:40 pm (UTC)But he didn't pull away--he didn't do anything but stay painfully still, his breath stopping. She didn't expect him to pull away, and the fact that he didn't just take the bait like a lot of men would have made her want it more.
She pulled back, barely, just enough to guide his legs together and straddle him, her movements graceful but lacking any art--just single-minded determination as she pressed against him, rocking against his erection with purpose now. Her fingers threaded through his hair, and tugged so she could press her forehead to his, let her lips nearly brush his.