Ausus_girl13
Rarely Behaved
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- Mar 18, 2009
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I find myself securely deposited in his lap, he pushes up against me, I want to tease and smile, to beguile and walk away with him in frustration. That is my usual M.O. but, I can't. He grinds against me, and I grind back. His words tease and slip over my skin leaving little goosebumps in their wake. I have, for him, no real answer, just a soft giggle.
I'm already a creature of want and action. My fingers quickly free the rest of his chest and I waste little time in lowering my head and leaving a trail of tiny kisses along his neck. I can feel his heartbeat under my pursed lips, though my tongue dips out to taste his salty skin.
Those errant, uncontrollable hands of mine have already slid down his sides, pulling him closer against me. I'm not sure if he's still talking, but I think my actions speak louder than any words.
If I'm trapped, then I am trapped.
I'm already a creature of want and action. My fingers quickly free the rest of his chest and I waste little time in lowering my head and leaving a trail of tiny kisses along his neck. I can feel his heartbeat under my pursed lips, though my tongue dips out to taste his salty skin.
Those errant, uncontrollable hands of mine have already slid down his sides, pulling him closer against me. I'm not sure if he's still talking, but I think my actions speak louder than any words.
If I'm trapped, then I am trapped.