She chuckled against his hip where she was nipping lightly. "How much time do you have?" She knew the answer to that, but it was a good indicator of how often she'd thought about it. "Want to use my mouth on you until you squirm. Want to feel you lose control."
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Date: 2013-10-07 01:22 am (UTC)