He watched her, the movements of her mouth, the way her breasts moved as she shifted. Even that, the sight, the sound of her cries, Midir's moans drove him to a punishing rhythm as he arched his back and stretched with the lightning crackle of pleasure down his spine.
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Date: 2006-11-18 04:39 am (UTC)