Anita writhes under Damian, moaning for a moment as her hips instinctively move up to meet that first slide in. Her head snaps to the side, though, the moment she hears that sound from Richard. Anita's eyes meet his, and she sees that play of emotion over his face, feels it through the marks.
She isn't certain what she can now, but another shift of Damian's hips and she finds she doesn't care. The pleasure that rushes through her is wonderful, and she wonders why she'd denied them this for so long.
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Date: 2009-10-05 01:54 am (UTC)She isn't certain what she can now, but another shift of Damian's hips and she finds she doesn't care. The pleasure that rushes through her is wonderful, and she wonders why she'd denied them this for so long.