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Date Posted: 01:40:56 08/25/11 Thu
In reply to:
Nevaeh
's message, "†.Heaven.Sent.†" on 22:31:58 08/24/11 Wed
He could feel a hum coming off of her, like a light vibration, but he never would have guessed what it really was. She was such a confident thing, taking charge and doing her part to seduce him farther. Hell, there wasn't much deeper to drag him into this, but she was quickly succeeding in pulling him in over his head. He'd never had this fire running through his veins, this unyielding desire to touch, to feel her pressed against him. Even with some of her body still hidden from his gaze, he couldn't think of anything more beautiful than the sight of her resting against the dark fabric of his bed. The feel of her delicate hands against the flesh of his arms had a flash of heat shuddering down his spine and pooling in his groin.
He'd been turned of since she'd kissed him, but his body was only just now accepting that this was going to happen. He pressed himself down against her center as her nails raked through his dark hair and her body arched against him. For once his mind didn't goto the ugly, raised scar tissue in the hollow where his clavicle connected into his shoulder. Though her hands had skimmed right past it, and he was normally self conscious about the bullet wound, for once he didn't worry about it. Hell if he'd had half a brain to think about it right then, he'd realize that she was just as lost in lust as he, and wasn't even likely to notice the scar.
He was a bit surprised when she shifted he weight and flipped him onto his back, though he was more impressed that she could pull that move on him with her tiny frame. His hands automatically slid up her bare thighs to rest just below her hips, a slight smirk on his lips just as she leaned back in to claim them. It had been a long time since he'd had a woman who was comfortable enough to be on top, and honestly he'd never realized how much of a turn on it was until he had her weight pressing him back into his own bed. As she slithered slowly out of his touch, he smirked and watched her kiss a trail down his chest, enjoying the lick of fire in each place her lips paused. He watched in amazement as she leaned down and unbuttoned his jeans, smirking his appreciation for her skill and finesse. He had trouble with his jeans at times, and here she was undoing them with her mouth!
He chuckled deep in his chest as she rose slightly, obviously just as proud with herself as he was impressed with her. His body ached to be set loose, let off the chain, anything just to take some control back, make something happen! But he pressed the weight of his will and self control down on the urge to grab her, flip her over and fuck her till they both screamed. Instead he gave her that cocky little grin and glanced from her to the slightly open denim that still held his throbbing self captive. "Never seen that one before... very Impressive"
.Seth.Johns.
.thirty.
.6'3". brown hair .blue eyes.
.1984 Cherokee XJ. Hunter Green.
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