Re: Oh Hell No.

Date: 2010-06-20 05:32 am (UTC)
She had such pretty hair, golden and soft where it uncoiled between his fingers like a ripple of silk.

She brushed her lips against the low inward swell of his abdomen, just above his shorts, hooked her fingers in and he didn't even want to breathe too hard, fingertips curling at the nape of her neck--

Pressed close as she stopped, blinked big blue eyes up at him. And understanding dawned.

He shivered with tension, with the idea that she'd never seen him before and the thought that he wanted her to.

He bit his lip--drew it in slow--and nodded.
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