Her fingers graze the mark that he's left on her breast. She bites her lip
over another moan, loving the way that his hands slide over her, familiar
and, in that moment, proprietorial.
"More of that," she says, breathlessly, her cheeks flushing as she says it.
"I want to feel it, Krem." She laughs, self-conscious.
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Date: 2016-03-15 08:13 pm (UTC)Her fingers graze the mark that he's left on her breast. She bites her lip over another moan, loving the way that his hands slide over her, familiar and, in that moment, proprietorial.
"More of that," she says, breathlessly, her cheeks flushing as she says it. "I want to feel it, Krem." She laughs, self-conscious.