She cannot retort, for she is too distracted, and merely grips at his head and shoulders as he continues to build a fire within her, as it grows in her belly up to her breastbone.
But this is not the position she wants, not this time, so with a groan of frustration she lifts herself up off his hand, off his lap. Instead she lies on her back on the cloak, pulling him down with her and embracing him, kissing him with fervent need.
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I love them so.
Date: 2018-11-08 12:33 pm (UTC)But this is not the position she wants, not this time, so with a groan of frustration she lifts herself up off his hand, off his lap. Instead she lies on her back on the cloak, pulling him down with her and embracing him, kissing him with fervent need.