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Post by Rose on Nov 10, 2011 18:52:26 GMT -5
She took a deep breath, shifting her gaze to look at him. She could tell she was blushing, and her fingers were shaking a bit. But she nodded. "I...I think so," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
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Post by Moonshine on Nov 10, 2011 18:54:24 GMT -5
He pressed a kiss to her forehead. "If ya wanna stop, ever, you just tell me, okay?" He meet her eyes, smiling, hands moving to the small of her back.
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Post by Rose on Nov 10, 2011 19:01:30 GMT -5
"Okay, I will," she replied, leaning forward to press her forehead against his. She had unbuttoned half his shirt now, exposing most of his chest. She slid her hands underneath his shirt, exploring and brushing her fingers over his skin.
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Post by Moonshine on Nov 10, 2011 19:04:15 GMT -5
He took a breath, swallowing, watching her as her fingers explored. She was driving him crazy, but he kept himself in check, letting her take her time.
((*sigh* Can you imagine how yummy touching his chest has to be??))
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Post by Rose on Nov 10, 2011 19:07:27 GMT -5
She finally undid all the buttons, tugging his shirt out of his pants and pushing it off his shoulders. "Holy Hell, Whiskey," she said, in awe. "How...?"
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Post by Moonshine on Nov 10, 2011 19:10:56 GMT -5
He blinked at her, clearly confused. "How...what? What's the problem?"
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Post by Rose on Nov 10, 2011 19:17:43 GMT -5
"How do you look like a Greek God who's not even Greek?" she asked, her brow furrowed deeply in confusion. She bent to place her lips on his bare chest.
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Post by Moonshine on Nov 10, 2011 19:18:57 GMT -5
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Post by Rose on Nov 10, 2011 19:24:29 GMT -5
((Hey, so, I just died a little after looking at that picture so I might not be posting as regularly...)))
She let out another deep breath and started to unbutton the top button of her own shirt. She glanced up at him, giving him time to intervene in case he wanted to do this for her.
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Post by Moonshine on Nov 10, 2011 19:26:41 GMT -5
((I KNOW, RIGHT! Is it weird that I want to, like, lick his pelvic bones...))
He licked his lips, watching her. He did want to do it for her, so he lifted his hands, undoing her buttons slowly, taking his time in case she told him to stop. His eyes went back and forth between her face and her slowly exposed chest, swallowing roughly.
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Post by Rose on Nov 10, 2011 19:33:23 GMT -5
((No. That's probably the least weird thing ever.))
Her chest was heaving as she took deep breaths. She was nervous, but she wasn't feeling claustrophobic or anything.
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Post by Moonshine on Nov 10, 2011 19:37:11 GMT -5
((Haha!))
He gently pushed her shirt from her shoulders before carefully cupping one breast in his large hand. He know most guys thought bigger was better, but he liked how perfect and perky she was, and how her could hold her against his palm.
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Post by Rose on Nov 10, 2011 19:43:56 GMT -5
She closed her eyes, leaning forward to bury her face in his neck. "Say something, please," she mumbled. It was too quiet in that room. She needed to hear his voice.
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Post by Moonshine on Nov 10, 2011 19:45:57 GMT -5
He smiled a little as he brushed his thumb across her nipple, over the fabric of her bra. "Yer beautiful, Rosie...I want ya somethin' terrible."
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Post by Rose on Nov 10, 2011 19:50:36 GMT -5
She gasped, feeling an electric jolt run through her body at his touch, an entirely new sensation. "Can you...talk me through this?"
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