After the first two times he is more languid, more relaxed as he rocks his hips beneath her. He slides his fingers into her hair, lifting the mass of dark curls ever so slowly and letting it fall through her fingers, caressing over his hands and down her neck and back with slow precision. His kisses remain light.
"Surreal." His voice is still a caress, rolling and reverberating in an almost choral fashion. Low and sensual and sliding into her senses. "Beautiful, powerful Surreal." Kissing her mouth, words interspersed with kisses, singsong as his voice rises and falls, admiring. "So wonderful, to feel you, to move inside you..."
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Date: 2005-07-15 01:08 am (UTC)"Surreal." His voice is still a caress, rolling and reverberating in an almost choral fashion. Low and sensual and sliding into her senses. "Beautiful, powerful Surreal." Kissing her mouth, words interspersed with kisses, singsong as his voice rises and falls, admiring. "So wonderful, to feel you, to move inside you..."