[ It's always a thrill, watching her climb higher, her ribs laddering under the shivery rounds of her breasts as she draws in ragged gasps, hips pressing skittishly and needily to his mouth, until her noises become choked and breathless in a long, hard crest. Hei groans against her convulsing folds, as if he too, feels it. His whole body is a tense cramp of aborted need, his cock jutting out red-hot and dribbling. ]
[ When she tugs, he climbs across her. His eyes, his every lineament, has picked up that familiar blade-sharp impatience. But his fingers are gentle when he smoothes back her damp tangle of hair, his kisses languid and sloppy as he presses the tart taste of her back to her mouth. Loving the judder of her pulse beneath the lovely squashed weight of her breasts against his chest; every shift and quiver of lean, ripely curved muscle, his own whippish angles clinging to them like an unlikely second-skin. ]
[ He sucks her lower-lip between his worrying teeth, before letting it slide free with a wet pop. Nuzzles her neck to tease, ]
What's the difference between fair trade ... and free trade?
[ His cock prods against the curve of her hip, a messy red-tipped punctuation, as if slavering to be steeped in her mouth. ]
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Date: 2014-11-27 01:14 am (UTC)[ When she tugs, he climbs across her. His eyes, his every lineament, has picked up that familiar blade-sharp impatience. But his fingers are gentle when he smoothes back her damp tangle of hair, his kisses languid and sloppy as he presses the tart taste of her back to her mouth. Loving the judder of her pulse beneath the lovely squashed weight of her breasts against his chest; every shift and quiver of lean, ripely curved muscle, his own whippish angles clinging to them like an unlikely second-skin. ]
[ He sucks her lower-lip between his worrying teeth, before letting it slide free with a wet pop. Nuzzles her neck to tease, ]
What's the difference between fair trade ... and free trade?
[ His cock prods against the curve of her hip, a messy red-tipped punctuation, as if slavering to be steeped in her mouth. ]