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Post by Skittery on Dec 12, 2011 21:50:44 GMT -5
His first instinct was to tease her, but after what he'd been putting her through, he knew that wouldn't be very nice. So he hastily unbuckled his belt and undid his pants, giving her time to do the same.
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Post by Script on Dec 12, 2011 22:09:06 GMT -5
She wiggled out of her undies, bunching her skirt up. She didn't want to be totally naked in case someone came in. She looked up at him, reaching up to touch his face.
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Post by Skittery on Dec 12, 2011 22:35:40 GMT -5
He leaned into her touch then turned his head to kiss her palm, eyes fixed on hers. One hand gripped her hip as he slowly began to enter her.
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Post by Script on Dec 12, 2011 23:35:40 GMT -5
She bent her knees up around him, arching up to take him in, letting out a breath.
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Post by Skittery on Dec 12, 2011 23:54:31 GMT -5
Skittery had to exercise all the self-control available to him, for it was extremely tempting to just slam into her. But he wanted to show her just how much he loved and wanted her. So he started a slow, almost tender rhythm inside her. Even though it was very nearly killing him.
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Post by Script on Dec 12, 2011 23:57:36 GMT -5
She sighed, smiling a little as they moved together, her eyes closed.
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Post by Skittery on Dec 13, 2011 0:00:32 GMT -5
He pressed his forehead against hers, their noses touching and their lips just barely brushing together. He kept up the slow rhythm for as long as possible, but suddenly found himself speeding up, thrusting into her harder.
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Post by Script on Dec 13, 2011 0:01:27 GMT -5
She let out a gasp, arching harder against him. "Mike..!"
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Post by Skittery on Dec 13, 2011 8:13:17 GMT -5
He just barely captured her lips as he concentrated on her, trying to take her where she needed to go. He mumbled her name against her lips as one hand stroked up and down her side.
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Post by Script on Dec 13, 2011 14:02:06 GMT -5
She whimpered, moving harder beneath him. "I'm...I..." She cried out his name, arching up as she came hard around him.
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Post by Skittery on Dec 13, 2011 14:10:34 GMT -5
Even though she was already pregnant and he was pretty sure she couldn't get pregnant again, he still pulled out as his release came. He didn't want to take any chances.
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Post by Script on Dec 13, 2011 14:40:32 GMT -5
((Ha! He's so funny))
She fell back against the pillows, breathing heavy, eyes closed. It'd been too long.
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Post by Skittery on Dec 13, 2011 18:12:41 GMT -5
He collapsed beside her, breathing as heavily as she. "I missed you," he told her between breaths. ((HAHA my autocorrect changed breaths to Bertha at first. I laughed a bit too much))
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Post by Script on Dec 13, 2011 18:21:55 GMT -5
She rolled to lay against him, arm across his middle. "I missed you, too."
((Teehee!))
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Post by Skittery on Dec 13, 2011 18:59:29 GMT -5
He reached across her and grabbed a tissue, cleaning himself off. That was always the awkward part, but it had to be done.
Then he tucked a curl behind her ear, searching her eyes. "Are you doing okay? Feeling all right?"
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