I don't know. [His breath ghosts hot against her skin. She's trembling beneath him, whimpering, and he might talk big, but he can't keep as much control as he usually does. Not right now.
His tongue paints a stripe from her breastbone to her abs, tasting the salt on her skin as he does so. He moves down over her body, fingers moving to her hips to hold them down as he kisses from one side of her hips to the other.] I thought I was doing something, Ellen. [He bites down when he reaches the other hip, right above his fingers.]
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Date: 2013-10-20 05:39 am (UTC)His tongue paints a stripe from her breastbone to her abs, tasting the salt on her skin as he does so. He moves down over her body, fingers moving to her hips to hold them down as he kisses from one side of her hips to the other.] I thought I was doing something, Ellen. [He bites down when he reaches the other hip, right above his fingers.]