She's still sensitive from before, from being fucked like a dockside whore (and loving it). Every stroke of his lips against skin is like being stroked with velvet (she's adding that to the list of things to do). Then he sucks and she arches and whimpers.
"Declan." It's barely a whisper, a soft push of breath between her lips. Kate runs her fingers down his neck, out his shoulder, down as much of his back as she can reach. "Fuck, babe."
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Date: 2011-11-25 05:43 am (UTC)"Declan." It's barely a whisper, a soft push of breath between her lips. Kate runs her fingers down his neck, out his shoulder, down as much of his back as she can reach. "Fuck, babe."