His response elicits a moan from her, a quiet little sound that shudders from the back of her throat before she even realizes it.
"On second thought..."
Her hands climb up his back, turning his skin pink as the blood circulates through the flesh. Down they come again, over his ribs, circling around to his tummy until they're pinned between his body and the mattress.
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"On second thought..."
Her hands climb up his back, turning his skin pink as the blood circulates through the flesh. Down they come again, over his ribs, circling around to his tummy until they're pinned between his body and the mattress.
"I don't wanna go anywhere, just yet."