She clings to him, lost in the storm, knowing he's not done with her yet. The motion of his hips keeps her up in the halo of sensation, keeps her ascending. She winds her legs around him, returning that kiss, slow and deep, running her fingertips through his hair.
"So fucking good, caro. You feel so fucking good."
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timeasmymeasure
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Date: 2010-02-17 04:32 am (UTC)"So fucking good, caro. You feel so fucking good."