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His mouth on hers and those big, warm hands on her breasts. Yes, that's correct,
she mumbled. She was almost used to the feel of his palm on hers now. Feeling
his emotions flow through her was like slipping into a bath that was just this side
of too hot--bearable but only just.
So hand-holding oughta be pretty safe, Vince continued, still looking at her
seriously. At least compared to what they wanted us to do. He jerked his chin to
indicate the circle of Lepids surrounding them, rustling their wings impatiently.
She nodded, wondering what he had in mind.
Vince entwined their fingers, connecting them, and stared intently into her eyes.
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What.... she had to swallow, her mouth was suddenly dry. What are you going
to do?
Just talk, he said mildly. Tell you how I feel. Tell you what I want to do to
you.
He's going to talk dirty to me? I.... Laura swallowed again, hearing a small dry
click in her throat. What will that accomplish?
He shook his head. Just listen. Try to relax and just let it wash over you--loosen
up some. Will you try?
Wordlessly, Laura nodded, giving his fingers a little squeeze. She could already
feel the heat coming from him, lapping against her skin in gentle waves. It wasn't
too intense ... yet.
He took a breath and looked her up and down, not saying anything and Laura
suddenly realized that the front of her black jacket was gaping open again, framing
her breasts perfectly behind the translucent white silk top. She moved to pull it
closed with her free hand but Vince shook his head.
Leave it for now. I want to look at you, even if I can't touch. You're beautiful,
you know that?
Laura blushed crimson and looked down at the ground. She could feel his sincerity
coming through their linked hands but it was still hard to believe.
All that soft blond hair and those big eyes ... I still haven't figured out what color
they are, ya know? He grinned at her gently. And your breasts are so big and
luscious--they fit in my hands perfectly. I loved the way your nipples got so hard
when I was touchin' you the other night ... loved those soft little noises you made
when you were gettin' hot. You were gettin' hot, weren't you, baby? C'mon now,
answer me.
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She nodded, unable to speak. Between their linked hands the heat was beginning
to build.
That's right, I knew you were. I could tell by the way you moved against me. Do
you know what I wanted to do to you, Laura? What I still want to do to you?
It seemed like her tongue had turned to lead but she forced herself to answer him.
You wanted to .... to make love with me?
Vince shook his head, the dark eyes searching her own. No, baby--least, not right
away. You gotta work up to the main event. No, first I want to taste you. His
broad thumb rubbed lazy circles in her palm and Laura felt her pulse jump in her
throat. Behind them the Lepids rustled their wings impatiently. She looked over
her shoulder, biting her lip, but Vince called her eyes back to his.
Not them, Laura. Just look at me. I want you to think about what I'm sayin'. I
want to taste you. His voice was low and full of want and she could feel his need
for her pulsing over her skin in waves of flame.
T ... taste me? she stuttered, feeling flushed all over. But, last night, we ... you
already kissed me. She raised her free hand to her lips reflexively, remembering
the burning heat of his mouth covering hers.
Vince smiled and she could feel his amusement, swirling through the eddies of
desire that caressed her skin. No, baby. Not your mouth--I wanna taste that soft,
hot place between your legs. Your sweet, wet pussy.
I ... I.... Laura felt at a loss for words. She had spent most of her life trying not to
think of sexual possibilities and scenarios, especially after it became apparent that
sex with Gerald was never going to happen. But she had a feeling that even if it
had been a possibility this was something Gerald never would have suggested. I
don't understand, she managed to get out at last.
Then let me explain it to you. His dark eyes were half-lidded and drowning deep
with the desire she could feel pulsing between their entwined fingers. First I'd
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spread open that jacket and pull up your shirt. I want to cup your big, luscious tits
in my hands again. Your skin is so pale and so soft, like silk beneath my fingers.
He leaned forward, his words warm puffs of air against her neck, his emotions
igniting her own almost unbearably.
I'd feel your nipples get hard when I pinched them--like two ripe, red berries just
beggin' to be sucked. His thumb continued to caress the soft inside of her palm
and she felt the need flow out of them both, feeding the hunger of the One Mind
and yet she couldn't stop--didn't want to stop.
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