I believe that the darkness reminds us where light can be
Predictably her face tilted into fantasy Loren's hand, a shiver running down her spine and she shuddered slightly beneath him. They keyed right into her emotional desire to be wanted, yearned for even. She leaned up into his kiss, lips parting and tongue pressing forward in response to his. A soft moan escaped her lips as his teeth grazed over them, her hands running down fantasy Loren's shoulders, red lines left where her nails gently scraped against the skin.
His teasing earned something of a cross between a moan and a whine, her hips tilting towards him, wanton and needy. But when he did thrust forward, she gasped, eyes shooting open wide, yet all she saw were stars dancing before them. It was only a moment though before they squeezed closed again, the gasp fading into a moan as she rocked up against him on pure instinct. Nothing at felt so perfect and it sent her brain to a stuttering halt.
His teasing earned something of a cross between a moan and a whine, her hips tilting towards him, wanton and needy. But when he did thrust forward, she gasped, eyes shooting open wide, yet all she saw were stars dancing before them. It was only a moment though before they squeezed closed again, the gasp fading into a moan as she rocked up against him on pure instinct. Nothing at felt so perfect and it sent her brain to a stuttering halt.
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