PickleChiffon
Supernova
- Joined
- Apr 16, 2011
- Location
- Canada
Reilly moaned as the pad of Lance’s thumb brushed against her lower lips, sending a jolt of electricity through her body. She had been “on” since the study hall, more so after the several molten kisses they had shared in the common area, but now the idea of actually being with him was sending her over the edge. She turned to look at him, smiling softly, a tad of insecurity lacing her smile.
She was nervous; she had to admit. The feel of his hands easing some of it, she looked to her side seeing the phone there, and on. She sighed deeply. She’d never been one to mind a good hard fuck. But there was something about a first time with a lover that demanded in her mind to be tender, sensual.
“Lance, wait,” she said softly. She moved to face him, on her knees on the bed. She linked her arms about his neck, and looked up into his eyes. She kissed him fiercely, as she gently pulled him to the bed with her.
She was nervous; she had to admit. The feel of his hands easing some of it, she looked to her side seeing the phone there, and on. She sighed deeply. She’d never been one to mind a good hard fuck. But there was something about a first time with a lover that demanded in her mind to be tender, sensual.
“Lance, wait,” she said softly. She moved to face him, on her knees on the bed. She linked her arms about his neck, and looked up into his eyes. She kissed him fiercely, as she gently pulled him to the bed with her.