She kept her hand there for a moment, guiding him slowly along her upper thigh to rest on her buttocks, the satin panties slippery underneath his fingers.
When he squeezed gently, experimentally, she gasped, shifting her hand from where it rested on his to creep up underneath his shirt, smoothing her hands along the firm skin underneath.
"De," she murmured, bending her head to rest on his shoulder. "You're gorgeous."
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Re: DeForest - Botany
Date: 2010-02-24 05:09 am (UTC)When he squeezed gently, experimentally, she gasped, shifting her hand from where it rested on his to creep up underneath his shirt, smoothing her hands along the firm skin underneath.
"De," she murmured, bending her head to rest on his shoulder. "You're gorgeous."