Sunday, May 29, 2011
welcome to 6 Sentence Sunday
Lauryl closed the distance between them. She popped the one shirt button he did manage to refasten off and her fingers settled on his chest. His shower warmed skin and seductive scent invited exploration and her hands traced down to his stomach and back up to his chest. They slid back down, circled around his waist and sank below the waistband of his pants, her nails dragging against his hips. Her eyelids drooped and she sucked in a breath as she moved her hands around to the front and unbuckled his belt.
"There's something I need more than rest," she whispered as she opened the buttons on his pants.
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