He all but stalked toward her, his movements slow and deliberate, and when he finally touched her a shiver ran through her. She wanted to lean back against him, to feel his solid chest against her back, but soon his lips were trailing down her body as he knelt behind her and she thought that this was just as good. The heels certainly changed her stature considerably but he adjusted easily and she had to bite her lips to keep from making a sound at the slight scratch of his stubble against her skin.
He worshipped her. Many men said that to women, claimed to worship them, but Clint proved it with soft kisses and light touches, taking his time to truly appreciate her.
She didn’t hesitate in fulfilling his request, stepping her feet apart expertly as if she had been born in heels. “Enough?” she asked, her voice deep and throaty. Placing her hands on her thighs, she bent over slightly. “Or more like this?”
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Date: 2014-05-19 07:01 pm (UTC)From:He worshipped her. Many men said that to women, claimed to worship them, but Clint proved it with soft kisses and light touches, taking his time to truly appreciate her.
She didn’t hesitate in fulfilling his request, stepping her feet apart expertly as if she had been born in heels. “Enough?” she asked, her voice deep and throaty. Placing her hands on her thighs, she bent over slightly. “Or more like this?”