With Layla taking care of his shirt, he let his hand fall to the other side of her dress, pulling it up just as he did the first time. His mouth strayed from hers, ghosting the line of her jaw so that he could make his way down her neck, leaving a trail of wet kisses as he went.
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Date: 2010-02-21 05:40 am (UTC)