Date: 2011-01-31 11:25 pm (UTC)
Layla turned her head, pulled away enough to nudge his cheek with the tip of her nose and meet his eyes. She rocked her hips up against him, breath hiccuping a little, and she brushed their mouths together in quick, fleeting strokes.

She had always been adaptable and a quick learner. She was ready to push things, a little, if not necessarily ready to ask for it, aloud.
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Layla Miller

August 2011

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