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Post by Shea on Apr 13, 2015 3:48:20 GMT
Khalil was pleasantly surprised with how sensitive her breasts were. The sounds she made had his cock hardening, a sharp throb that had him sucking in a quick breath. He sucked eagerly at her nipple, tongue rolling over it after he gently took it between his teeth a pulled. He ran a hand up her side, fingers giving attention to the other as he rocked between her legs. The heat he felt through her thin panties made him shiver, wondering how she would taste.
Her tensing brought him back, and he smiled as he pulled him up for a kiss. If he had wanted, he could have stopped her. But again, let her get comfortable. Let her explore. He wasn't going to complain, especially with how good her lips felt trailing over his neck. He hummed in the back of his throat, eyes closed, enjoying the attention. He bucked his hips, voice rough as he said, "That was fun for you, Zani. Don't try to lie to me."
He let her kiss over his skin a while longer, but when she started moving farther down he freed his hands. He caught hers in one, bringing them behind her back and holding them at the wrist there as he sat up, grinding his hips. "Are you done yet? Because I'd really like to show you how good I can make you feel," he purred. He gave her a chance to stop him before he pulled her nightgown off of her, setting it beside him as he laid her back down and kissed her hungrily.
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Post by Lizzie on Apr 13, 2015 4:03:56 GMT
She protested, or tried to but her words stuck in her throat and turned into a low moan at just how wonderful it felt as his hips rolled into hers. When he gave her a moment to speak she made a face at him, raising a brow. "You barely let me do anything, you big dumb puppy." She teased, finding herself cut off before she could continue. The kiss he pressed to her lips was too good to complain, and she parted her own to run her tongue along his and slipped into his mouth. For once, she understood what it meant to want to devour someone with a kiss. It had never really made much sense to her when she'd read it in Cali's little romance novels she hid so well, but now it did. A whole lot made so much more sense. Like that ache she had between her legs, sure she'd been turned on, touched herself and orgasmed but no. That wasn't an ache. THIS was an ache, one that she knew meant she craved him, needed him. She didn't want to touch herself, she wanted HIM to and she was bloody impatient for it.
When she broke the kiss for air, light headed and flushed, she looked up at him, and licked over her swollen lips as two toned eyes met his. "So go for it...Show me because if you don't i'm gonna do it myself." she gave a breathy chuckle but found herself running a hand softly over his cheek, then shoulders. Zanira loved the dips and curves of his muscles and the the way they moved under her fingertips but she didn't stop as she trailed her hands over his back, not until she gripped his backside and squeezed with a mischievous little smile while biting her bottom lip.
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