"Yeah, a lot. But it worked out all right in the end." That's his own acknowledgement that he understood what she was trying to convey. And that it was okay, that he'd expected nothing less, but that it was fine, he dealt with it and came out the other side feeling better about everything.
He couldn't stop the groan that left his lips at the bite of her nails into his skin, until he pulled back slowly to steady himself up onto his knees, one hand reaching to clasp behind her neck to pull her up to meet him while he worked her shirt off quickly and took a moment to stare at her, eyes raising back up to meet hers with a coy smile on his face. "Yeah, I really, really missed this." It was like looking at a fine art print, so much so see that you could spend all day just staring.
He removed his hand from her neck, trailed fingers down her body, over her breasts until palms covered her and his lips found hers again and he thought he could die with how blissfully happy he felt, at how this woman made him feel.
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Date: 2013-03-02 03:11 am (UTC)From:He couldn't stop the groan that left his lips at the bite of her nails into his skin, until he pulled back slowly to steady himself up onto his knees, one hand reaching to clasp behind her neck to pull her up to meet him while he worked her shirt off quickly and took a moment to stare at her, eyes raising back up to meet hers with a coy smile on his face. "Yeah, I really, really missed this." It was like looking at a fine art print, so much so see that you could spend all day just staring.
He removed his hand from her neck, trailed fingers down her body, over her breasts until palms covered her and his lips found hers again and he thought he could die with how blissfully happy he felt, at how this woman made him feel.