She could see it in his eyes, in the way he licked his lips, in how his muscles tensed, that he wanted to pull her close and replace her hands with his and attack her mouth until they were both moaning. To be honest, the more she teased him, and the more he deliberately showed off those delicious muscles, the more she wanted to give in to him. She could touch herself anytime she wanted; she much preferred having his hands all over her. And his lips, his tongue, his teeth...
“Do what?” she asked innocently, her hands running down her sides and just brushing her breasts before spreading the lather across her stomach. “I’m sure I don’t know what you’re talking about.” One hand dipped low, not quite reaching that small triangle of hair between her legs but close. The other finally moved back up to work the soap over one breast, then the other, pausing only a moment on each to pinch her nipple, a quiet noise of pleasure escaping her lips.
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Date: 2014-05-16 03:51 pm (UTC)From:“Do what?” she asked innocently, her hands running down her sides and just brushing her breasts before spreading the lather across her stomach. “I’m sure I don’t know what you’re talking about.” One hand dipped low, not quite reaching that small triangle of hair between her legs but close. The other finally moved back up to work the soap over one breast, then the other, pausing only a moment on each to pinch her nipple, a quiet noise of pleasure escaping her lips.