"Yeah?" Kate taunts (asks, pleads). It's raw and filthy, like nothing she's ever felt. Nothing she's ever wanted with anyone else. Not mindless bruising and biting and coming but Declan slamming into her. Declan. Over and over and over. Her fingers slide into his hair and she yanks his head up. "You should put me on my hands and knees."
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Date: 2011-10-09 12:46 am (UTC)