Goosebumps broke out on his neck. He writhed helplessly as they traveled the length of his spine. His ears were an erogenous zone and her breath twisted him into knots. Yeah, he was definitely at her mercy now, and she knew it. There wasn’t any hiding it. Brian licked his lips. “I don’t know. Are you thinking about keyboardists?” His fingers traced up and down the top of her thigh, as far as they could reach with his arm hooked in her leg. If wishes came true, the denim under his hand would have evaporated into thin area.
He liked the foreplay. The way they might be leading each other on. He didn’t know what was going to happen. What Brian knew was that it felt good and that Valerie was his girl. He could take it as far as she wanted or stop and force his hormones back into submission. Painful but doable. He pulled on the neck of her t-shirt. Then he bent his head to the task of biting the juncture of her neck and shoulder. He sucked on the skin and checked to make sure he hadn’t left a mark. It was still so automatic to think of her as delicate.
Which was a message his lower half didn’t receive. He wasn’t rough, but he used a steady pressure when his hips turned that tight circle, intentionally grinding where he knew it counted.
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on 2013-09-23 10:39 pm (UTC)He liked the foreplay. The way they might be leading each other on. He didn’t know what was going to happen. What Brian knew was that it felt good and that Valerie was his girl. He could take it as far as she wanted or stop and force his hormones back into submission. Painful but doable. He pulled on the neck of her t-shirt. Then he bent his head to the task of biting the juncture of her neck and shoulder. He sucked on the skin and checked to make sure he hadn’t left a mark. It was still so automatic to think of her as delicate.
Which was a message his lower half didn’t receive. He wasn’t rough, but he used a steady pressure when his hips turned that tight circle, intentionally grinding where he knew it counted.