He's gone from begging to ordering me about. I laugh again, pulling away for the quickest of moments to slip out of the blouse. While I'm at it, I remove my bra. I smile down at him. Years together have removed the last bits of my any self-conscious thoughts I may have had towards my body.
"How much do you want it," I whisper as I slowly graze my breasts against his chest. The feel of silk against me makes me shiver. "Tell me, leman. Just how much are you willing to beg."
Oh, I'm being absolutely evil taunting him like this. And yet, I'm having so much fun.
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Date: 2008-04-27 03:47 pm (UTC)"How much do you want it," I whisper as I slowly graze my breasts against his chest. The feel of silk against me makes me shiver. "Tell me, leman. Just how much are you willing to beg."
Oh, I'm being absolutely evil taunting him like this. And yet, I'm having so much fun.