Adaline nods, feverish, her fingers shifting between her thighs, fingertips
rubbing across her clit. She rocks her hips into the friction, loving the
feel of Krem's hands sliding over her body.
"I will," she says, nodding. "I am. Just...God, I love your voice. Keep
talking."
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Date: 2016-03-15 09:57 pm (UTC)Adaline nods, feverish, her fingers shifting between her thighs, fingertips rubbing across her clit. She rocks her hips into the friction, loving the feel of Krem's hands sliding over her body.
"I will," she says, nodding. "I am. Just...God, I love your voice. Keep talking."