It was incentive enough to pick up the pace. Though there was a still something tentative about the way he moved against her, he kissed her with the same heat as before, letting himself get lost in her, and the press of their bodies. He threaded the fingers of one hand through her hair, the other catching his weight on the bed, clutching at the sheet.
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Date: 2011-01-31 03:25 am (UTC)