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Date: 2012-02-05 04:27 pm (UTC)
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A flush of warmth heated her, coursing through her body when he lifted her and Lily wrapped her other arm around him, surprised to find her breath already quickening. She wanted more of this, more of his hands on her, more of his mouth and her fingers found the buttons of his shirt, undoing them one by one as her head tipped back. A smile curved her lips as he spoke, then disappeared almost as quickly as his mouth moved over her skin and she arched toward him.

They were inside now, she was aware of that much, aware that there was a bed somewhere in the vicinity, but her focus was on the last button of his shirt. Her fingers fumbled, the pushed it through and her hands slid back up, over the expanse of his chest, over his warm skin until she reached his shoulders and pushed the material back. One of her sandals slipped off, barely noticed by Lily at all. She was too caught up in the walk across the room, in his mouth, the way his stubble rasped against her skin, his arms under her hands.

"Shit," she said with a soft laugh as she tripped on her other sandal, then kicked it off, leaving it behind on the floor.
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