[ Damn, but her voice sends something warm twisting through his system, and his heart is suddenly trying to pound through his chest.
He tosses her suit aside once its off and returns his attentions to her tattoos, by which we mean, of course, his tongue is tracing the blue lines along her rib cage, down her side. The hand not supporting his weight massages her inner thigh, and he works his way up and up until his fingers brush lightly against her folds -- experimentally at first, then with a little more pressure until one finger gently slides in. ]
Let me know if I hurt you. [ And his voice is quiet, husky, mumbled against her skin, but he interrupts himself by pressing another kiss to her stomach. ]
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He tosses her suit aside once its off and returns his attentions to her tattoos, by which we mean, of course, his tongue is tracing the blue lines along her rib cage, down her side. The hand not supporting his weight massages her inner thigh, and he works his way up and up until his fingers brush lightly against her folds -- experimentally at first, then with a little more pressure until one finger gently slides in. ]
Let me know if I hurt you. [ And his voice is quiet, husky, mumbled against her skin, but he interrupts himself by pressing another kiss to her stomach. ]