Having gone so long without the feel of skin against skin, so much of it was almost foreign, leaving Jamie's head spinning. For a moment, he didn't know where to go from there, his mouth still working over her neck, though his hips rolled up against hers of their own accord, the movement as graceful as he could make it given how they were sitting. What was left of his clothes was getting uncomfortably tight, and while stopping outright seemed a fairly remote possibility given her reaction, the chances of getting much further seemed to him equally as unlikely.
"Layla," he murmured, resting one hand on her thigh.
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Date: 2010-06-21 05:19 pm (UTC)"Layla," he murmured, resting one hand on her thigh.