Brian’s tender ministrations at the nape of her neck caused Valerie’s eyes to close, whatever tension she might have carried there melted away with a delicious shiver that awoke nerves she never knew she had. Though she lost herself to his words there was nothing mechanical about the way she touched him. Changing rhythm once or twice deliberately, occasionally her fingertips brushed through short curls to tickle and tease him before wrapping around him again. Belatedly she realised Brian had fixed her bra, and the strangest sensation of warmth ran through the blonde, it touched her that he cared enough to not leave her exposed.
“Oh...” It was barely a word, a ghostly sound that stole Valerie’s breath when she felt his hands work her jeans open. A stuttered intake of breath stuck in her lungs when she felt the warmth of his hand against her. Valerie tried not to squirm as he explored. Tried even harder to keep her legs from twitching and ripped a chunk out of the back of his shirt in the process. “Fffuh…” Valerie buried her face against Brian’s chest, bit him gently through his shirt to muffle herself and tried to slow her own movements that had sped up with excitement. Since when did breathing take effort?
The broken bottle didn’t even register, the door as it rattled mimicked the way her legs shook. None of it warranted attention the second Brian’s fingers moved further. Valerie felt the pressure instantly, gentle though insistent as he met resistance, and her hand tightened around him for a second. The blonde pulled back just enough to look up at Brian as he pushed through slowly and felt the air in her lungs rush out with a whimpered moan that refused to be held in any longer.
Valerie could barely keep her legs steady let alone think, but his words had made her laugh in kind, albeit hushed. “I… I’m…” Difficult was an understatement when it came to stringing together a sentence, when the only concrete thought running through her mind was that he was inside her, a part of him was now a part of her, temporarily linked. Eyes struggled to stay focused as she clutched him, her touch a little more insistent as she pressed a warm kiss to his jaw. “Sooo not complaining.”
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on 2013-10-22 11:06 pm (UTC)“Oh...” It was barely a word, a ghostly sound that stole Valerie’s breath when she felt his hands work her jeans open. A stuttered intake of breath stuck in her lungs when she felt the warmth of his hand against her. Valerie tried not to squirm as he explored. Tried even harder to keep her legs from twitching and ripped a chunk out of the back of his shirt in the process. “Fffuh…” Valerie buried her face against Brian’s chest, bit him gently through his shirt to muffle herself and tried to slow her own movements that had sped up with excitement. Since when did breathing take effort?
The broken bottle didn’t even register, the door as it rattled mimicked the way her legs shook. None of it warranted attention the second Brian’s fingers moved further. Valerie felt the pressure instantly, gentle though insistent as he met resistance, and her hand tightened around him for a second. The blonde pulled back just enough to look up at Brian as he pushed through slowly and felt the air in her lungs rush out with a whimpered moan that refused to be held in any longer.
Valerie could barely keep her legs steady let alone think, but his words had made her laugh in kind, albeit hushed. “I… I’m…” Difficult was an understatement when it came to stringing together a sentence, when the only concrete thought running through her mind was that he was inside her, a part of him was now a part of her, temporarily linked. Eyes struggled to stay focused as she clutched him, her touch a little more insistent as she pressed a warm kiss to his jaw. “Sooo not complaining.”