John hisses in pleasure, a hand coming up to thread through her hair. Oooooh, it's been too long. He buries his face in her hair, too, kissing her once before murmuring encouragements.
His free hand grasps her hip, gathering the fabric of her dress up so he can slide it over her flesh.
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Date: 2007-11-08 06:12 pm (UTC)His free hand grasps her hip, gathering the fabric of her dress up so he can slide it over her flesh.