She couldn't help but tug at her restrained wrists, her chest still beneath him even though she wanted to gasp in heaving breaths. She shuddered at the caress of his tongue, writhing to see how much she could move, but the friction it made against his body was distracting. She lightly, playfully bit the tip of his tongue as it explored her mouth, sucked it because it was something she could do.
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Date: 2010-05-12 03:34 pm (UTC)