She licks her lips, looking up at him, still stroking him. She's drowsy from the early wake up, her head still thick with afterglow, and right now, she just wants to touch him all over.
"Not letting you out of my sight today, caro," she purrs, backing towards the shower. She doesn't let him go as she turns the faucets on, and takes great pleasure in taking him in both hands, drawing him under the warm water.
She hasn't had her hands on this, her favourite part of his anatomy after his lips, in a month. She takes a seat on the bench, her gaze raking over his chest, back to his face, her hands sliding along his shaft in long, slow strokes.
"Got a problem with me using you for my own wicked ends?"
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Date: 2010-05-13 12:26 am (UTC)"Not letting you out of my sight today, caro," she purrs, backing towards the shower. She doesn't let him go as she turns the faucets on, and takes great pleasure in taking him in both hands, drawing him under the warm water.
She hasn't had her hands on this, her favourite part of his anatomy after his lips, in a month. She takes a seat on the bench, her gaze raking over his chest, back to his face, her hands sliding along his shaft in long, slow strokes.
"Got a problem with me using you for my own wicked ends?"