Anita parts her legs a little wider, letting her back touch the bed finally. She can't force any sound past her closed throat for a moment, but then the moan is let loose. Staring into Asher's eyes, she's as surely captured as he is. It is different without the power of the ardeur forcing their hands, stealing away subtly and beauty.
She closes her eyes, her head lolling to the side as Asher's fingers circle her, making her breath shudder, her thighs quiver. When she opens her eyes, all she sees is gold and porcelain, and she reaches out, drawing Asher close, until her hot breath and wet tongue can tease his neck as her taunts her between her legs.
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Date: 2009-10-02 09:59 pm (UTC)She closes her eyes, her head lolling to the side as Asher's fingers circle her, making her breath shudder, her thighs quiver. When she opens her eyes, all she sees is gold and porcelain, and she reaches out, drawing Asher close, until her hot breath and wet tongue can tease his neck as her taunts her between her legs.