It was enough for her, in a surprisingly rough movement she pulled the
padd out of his hand and dropped it on the floor. Her hand reached up
to trace the lines tattooed above his left brow, and then her fingers
brushed over his ear, a delicate sensual touch. He gasped slightly.
‘I’ve wanted to do that for some time now,” she whispered. “While I’m
sure there’s a very valid spiritual reason for that tattoo, it’s also
Not knowing how to answer that, he bent his head and kissed her gently
at first, still a little unsure of the situation. Her lips opened and
her tongue darted out to brush across his lips. He surrendered gladly
to the inevitable and pulled her into his arms, his mouth opening and
his tongue tangling with hers. She clung to him and kissed him back
with rising passion.
Breaking for air, she looked up at him seriously, “If you don’t want
this…” He silenced her with another kiss, this one a little more
“I think that answers you question,” he murmured in her ear, his tongue
running along the outside of that ear.
“Ahhh….yes, I think that’s a very good answer.” Her hands ran over
his back, roaming down to his buttocks. She moved her hips against him,
and he caught his breath at the feel of her against his straining
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