http://notabricklayer.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] notabricklayer.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] notabricklayer 2010-08-24 05:48 am (UTC)

He loves those sounds. He truly does, his answering smile curling against her skin. He steadily refuses to hurry, languidly savoring the taste of her skin, her scent drowning him. He shifts his weight to one arm, reaching down the length of her body with the other, smoothing the palm of his hand against her, pushing firm against the soft, worn cloth of her trousers.

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