He replies in kind, shaking and slick with sweat, and holds her as close as he dares, taking deep shuddering breaths.
That was--
It was--
"Love you," he murmurs, into her neck, and she has shown him just what she wanted and so now it's his turn. He can lift her, and he does, and he turns and she falls back and then he's lying alongside her with his hand running down her body while he watches her face with curiousity and contentment. He wonders what will happen if he touches her just there and lets his fingers linger a while over heated skin. He wants to see her twist, wants to make her arch into his touch, wants her to call out his name in that way she has.
Mouth and skin and touch and heat all trace over every inch of her body, finding the sensitive spots and loving them.
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Date: 2006-10-29 05:29 am (UTC)That was--
It was--
"Love you," he murmurs, into her neck, and she has shown him just what she wanted and so now it's his turn. He can lift her, and he does, and he turns and she falls back and then he's lying alongside her with his hand running down her body while he watches her face with curiousity and contentment. He wonders what will happen if he touches her just there and lets his fingers linger a while over heated skin. He wants to see her twist, wants to make her arch into his touch, wants her to call out his name in that way she has.
Mouth and skin and touch and heat all trace over every inch of her body, finding the sensitive spots and loving them.