He smiled up at her as he traced invisible lines on her skin. His fingers moved over her breasts and across her belly, but did not dip below her waist. He was, after all taking his time.
"I like touching you." He leaned down and kissed her shoulder. "Smelling you. You smell good. Feel good."
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Date: 2013-10-11 04:48 am (UTC)"I like touching you." He leaned down and kissed her shoulder. "Smelling you. You smell good. Feel good."