It had never been a hardship to kiss Layla Miller. His hands settled around her waist after a moment's flailing, and while it couldn't compare to skin, there was something to be said for the feeling of silk, regardless. Mouth opening against hers, he deepened the kiss, having done this enough times, now, to know what she liked without weighing every option first in his head.
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Date: 2010-06-13 10:36 pm (UTC)