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Post by Script on Nov 19, 2011 21:34:02 GMT -5
She laughed. "Good call." She would have been miserable to be this worked up and then have to stop.
((Sorry I'm so slow...a lot going on at the mo))
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Post by Skittery on Nov 19, 2011 21:40:58 GMT -5
He chuckled, taking it out and setting it aside. He didn't want to rush this. He leaned over her, taking her lips in a slow but deep kiss.
((no problem! I've been on and off today, too. Plus I'm about to go to sleep. Soooo tired.))
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Post by Script on Nov 19, 2011 23:12:04 GMT -5
She settled beneath him, arms sliding around his neck. She kissed him back deeply, keeping it slow and sensual.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 20, 2011 8:26:59 GMT -5
His hands slid under her shirt, and he groaned into her mouth at how warm and soft her skin was. He slowly began to pull her shirt up toward her head. His heart was racing.
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Post by Script on Nov 20, 2011 11:53:09 GMT -5
She pulled out of the kiss long enough for him to get her shirt off. She looked up at him a little shyly, smiling.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 20, 2011 13:29:15 GMT -5
He looked down at her, but his male mind was only thinking about getting the rest of her clothes off. He bent down, kissing her neck while one hand came up to cup her breast through her bra.
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Post by Script on Nov 20, 2011 13:33:42 GMT -5
She let out a breath when he touched her, arching her chest up against his hand while her head fell back to expose more of her neck.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 20, 2011 14:07:28 GMT -5
He squeezed her gently as he sucked on her neck, nipping a bit, too. He didn't care if the boss saw the marks on her neck. Well he did because she might get fired, so... He moved back to her lips, his hand sliding around to her back to unhook her bra.
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Post by Script on Nov 20, 2011 14:10:41 GMT -5
She kissed him deeper than before, sucking on his bottom lip. Her hands moved to pull off his shirt again, and she took a moment to admire his chest as he slipped her bra off her shoulders.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 20, 2011 14:12:41 GMT -5
He let out a breath he didn't know he was holding as he looked down at her. "Jesus, Mags..." he croaked, hands flying to his belt to undo it, then his pants.
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Post by Script on Nov 20, 2011 14:14:00 GMT -5
She turned pink, but laughed a little. "You really do think I'm gorgeous, huh?" She lifted her hips to wiggle out of her jeans and undies.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 20, 2011 14:17:32 GMT -5
He kicked his jeans and boxers to the floor, unwrapping the condom and carefully slipping it on (though his hands were somewhat shaky). Before entering her, he bent and attached his lips to her breast, sucking hard.
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Post by Script on Nov 20, 2011 14:19:58 GMT -5
She let out a gasping moan, lifting her hips to his. Now was not the time for teasing.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 20, 2011 14:22:00 GMT -5
He let out a breathy chuckle against her breast, then entered her. His amused expression was quickly erased and replaced by one of pure pleasure and desire.
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Post by Script on Nov 20, 2011 14:24:19 GMT -5
She arched up when she felt him, and she moaned softly. It had been ages since she'd been with anybody like this, and he just felt so good. She slid her arms around his middle, hands moving up his back.
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