Romeo made a low, moaning noise against her skin, giving himself over to the kissing. He would let her drink him up forever, if it was his choice to make.
The hand on her hip shifted, dipping lower and inward, brushing lightly against her mound. He still was not rushing, would not rush, but it was becoming harder to stay so slow.
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Date: 2009-03-17 08:00 pm (UTC)The hand on her hip shifted, dipping lower and inward, brushing lightly against her mound. He still was not rushing, would not rush, but it was becoming harder to stay so slow.