Swallowing back another squeak, he nods eagerly. "Oh, no... no... just..." he lets out a low groan, feeling the tug at his belt. "Not quite like this..."
When her skilled hands made work of his fly, his brain takes the hint and forces him back into motion. Taking bold steps forward, he hooks his arm around her soft hip and murmurs; "We should take this to bed."
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Date: 2012-04-03 03:35 am (UTC)When her skilled hands made work of his fly, his brain takes the hint and forces him back into motion. Taking bold steps forward, he hooks his arm around her soft hip and murmurs; "We should take this to bed."