He groans as she moves, her body a lithe, curvy line against his, and arches up against her as he kisses her back.
"You have me," he manages, again, skimming his hands along her sides, down her back, tracing his fingers over the hem of her shirt. "However you want me."
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Date: 2021-07-14 01:23 pm (UTC)"You have me," he manages, again, skimming his hands along her sides, down her back, tracing his fingers over the hem of her shirt. "However you want me."