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Post by Skittery on Nov 27, 2011 20:55:16 GMT -5
"You'd do well to remember that," he replied before kissing her soundly. His hips started to grind against hers, and his hand found the hem of her skirt, sliding up underneath it.
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Post by Script on Nov 27, 2011 20:57:55 GMT -5
She parted her knees for him, letting out a little moan as she felt him hard against her thigh.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 27, 2011 21:01:47 GMT -5
Maggie was horribly overdressed for his tastes, but he was about to lose it. So he quickly undid his pants and pushed them down to his knees. Then he bunched up her skirt around her hips, positioning himself over her. He entered her slowly, hoping he could keep a bit more control than before.
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Post by Script on Nov 27, 2011 21:07:31 GMT -5
She arched up, clinging to him. "I--I missed you..." She missed how he made her feel.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 27, 2011 21:09:16 GMT -5
He grunted in reply, gritting his teeth as he thrust into her slowly. He knew he wouldn't be able to keep this up for long, though.
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Post by Script on Nov 27, 2011 21:12:29 GMT -5
She didn't care how long it lasted, they could always do it again. She brought her legs up around him, pulling him in deeper.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 27, 2011 21:20:25 GMT -5
He breathed deeply as his thrusts gradually became harder and faster. Like he was being pushed and pulled by some magnetic, electric force between them.
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Post by Script on Nov 27, 2011 21:23:06 GMT -5
She moaned, breathing out his name, moving harder beneath him, wanting to feel all of him before she fell over that edge.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 27, 2011 21:24:59 GMT -5
Hearing his name said like that didn't help his self-control in the least. He almost whined as he said her name back, urging her to let go.
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Post by Script on Nov 27, 2011 21:32:02 GMT -5
She moved again, then cried out as she came, clutching him.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 27, 2011 21:34:19 GMT -5
The second she came down from her climax, he pulled out and let out his release with a groan.
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Post by Script on Nov 27, 2011 21:41:31 GMT -5
She moved to hold him, breathing him in, kissing his shoulder.
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Post by Skittery on Nov 27, 2011 21:43:47 GMT -5
He reached for one of the paper napkins he'd brought up earlier and cleaned up before lying beside her. He brushed a hand over her cheek, studying her.
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Post by Script on Nov 27, 2011 21:45:45 GMT -5
She blushed. "What? What are you looking at?"
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Post by Skittery on Nov 27, 2011 21:47:18 GMT -5
"Your face, whaddya think I'm looking at?" He chuckled, a smile playing at his lips.
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