Jean-Claude settles in behind Anita, pressing his body along her naked back. He kisses and nips at her neck and shoulder, while his hands roam over them both. Anita's stomach, Asher's chest. His thigh, her hip. It doesn't really matter; the feel of both of them is what he's craving, and for once he doesn't have to deny himself that.
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Date: 2009-10-03 09:14 pm (UTC)