Her grip on him tightens, stealing the breath from his lungs, and when she kisses him he feels like he's drowning for a moment, drunk on the way they're reacting to each other. Even as his own hips rock towards her, slightly, he uses the pads of his index and middle fingers to stroke her clit. Back and forth, back and forth, with a violinist's practiced ease.
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Date: 2017-02-09 02:49 am (UTC)