"I can," I whisper, tugging and twisting the fabric away. It slips away and
before I can think about the fact that we're both naked I'm kissing her
again. Her skin is as soft as the satin had been, my fingers pressing into
her thigh as they worked their way back upward.
My hand slips between her ligs and I break the kiss, my lips against her
jaw, her neck. What I do know is that I don't want this to be over in
seconds, not when it's the first time we've done this and not when she's
gone to so much trouble.I tell myself to take my time, but I can't help but
flick my eyes upward as I kiss toward the curve of her breasts, wondering
what she thinks.
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Date: 2014-12-02 12:33 pm (UTC)"I can," I whisper, tugging and twisting the fabric away. It slips away and before I can think about the fact that we're both naked I'm kissing her again. Her skin is as soft as the satin had been, my fingers pressing into her thigh as they worked their way back upward.
My hand slips between her ligs and I break the kiss, my lips against her jaw, her neck. What I do know is that I don't want this to be over in seconds, not when it's the first time we've done this and not when she's gone to so much trouble.I tell myself to take my time, but I can't help but flick my eyes upward as I kiss toward the curve of her breasts, wondering what she thinks.