The whispered sigh was all Valerie managed as she followed him down. He could have lead her straight to hell and handed her to the Devil and she’d have went without objection if that’s what he wanted in that moment. Green eyes rolled then closed as she sank, her muscles gripped, keeping him exactly where he was now that she’d settled onto his lap. An internal embrace that she couldn’t control. Didn’t want to, at all, when his thumb glided against her. Sparks of colour littered her eyelids, Valerie bit her lip, allowed her hips to rock against Brian and tried to wrap her legs around him as best she could.
It should have been awkward, their position so close with arms between them and clothes in the way, but it wasn’t.
They pressed against one another yet moved together. Valerie’s hand didn’t still for a second, but her grip did. Feather light as she tickled her fingers along Brian, using her palm to swirl once she reached the top, just to caress back down and start all over again. They might not have been making love exactly but the blonde was making sure she’d leave him feeling like they had. Like Brian made her feel. Cherished.
When their lips met Valerie poured a guttural sound straight into him, her free hand raked up his back perhaps a little more roughly than she intended and clasped the nape of his neck. Fingers restlessly stretched and clutched at Brian’s dark hair, an attempt to get as close to him as she possibly could, as if he were the air her lungs burned for.
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on 2013-10-23 08:57 pm (UTC)“Brian...”
The whispered sigh was all Valerie managed as she followed him down. He could have lead her straight to hell and handed her to the Devil and she’d have went without objection if that’s what he wanted in that moment. Green eyes rolled then closed as she sank, her muscles gripped, keeping him exactly where he was now that she’d settled onto his lap. An internal embrace that she couldn’t control. Didn’t want to, at all, when his thumb glided against her. Sparks of colour littered her eyelids, Valerie bit her lip, allowed her hips to rock against Brian and tried to wrap her legs around him as best she could.
It should have been awkward, their position so close with arms between them and clothes in the way, but it wasn’t.
They pressed against one another yet moved together. Valerie’s hand didn’t still for a second, but her grip did. Feather light as she tickled her fingers along Brian, using her palm to swirl once she reached the top, just to caress back down and start all over again. They might not have been making love exactly but the blonde was making sure she’d leave him feeling like they had. Like Brian made her feel. Cherished.
When their lips met Valerie poured a guttural sound straight into him, her free hand raked up his back perhaps a little more roughly than she intended and clasped the nape of his neck. Fingers restlessly stretched and clutched at Brian’s dark hair, an attempt to get as close to him as she possibly could, as if he were the air her lungs burned for.