Lost and Bound (closed)

"I would say so." He chuckled to himself taking deep breaths still trying to calm himself a little, enjoying the feeling of hot flesh pressed to his own pulling up the covers. Seriously entertaining the idea of a 'backdoor invasion' laughing aloud to himself at the thought "We really should get some sleep tomorrow may just be a long day." He mused but atleast it'd be hangover free.

Despite his words he couldn't help but work his fingers steadily in the same comforting spot between her legs it was kind of soothing all its own, but likely driving her a little insane.

He smiled wildly at the comment "Well I wouldn't mind waking up to that," his new mission being to tease her until she jumped him "nothing like looking up at someone as beautiful as you in the morning." His stroking fingers circling 'just' a little closer to the sweet spot, the evil voice slowly taking hold as he kissed and nibbled at the side of her neck.
 
"Yeah... Sleep would probably be a good idea." It seemed as if he weren't intent on sleeping, though. His words and actions were the total opposite. There was no way that she would be able to sleep with his hand down there, fingers working in circles, teasing her more. Or with him nibbling on her neck, kissing those sweet spots of hers. Laura trailed her hand down to where his was, placing it on top of his. She wasn't sure whether to make him stop, or to urge him further.

A little more fun couldn't hurt. Her fingers pressed on his, guiding them to where she wanted them to be. Between finally having him touching here where she needed him to, and the kisses on her neck, she shuddered a little, a soft moan escaping her mouth.
 
Her insistent hand on his pressed him into her sensitive spots, Levin working into that soft flesh patiently "I guess we just can't keep our hands to ourselves." He joked kissing behind her ear teasingly rocking his hardness between the backs of her legs, shivering in the pleasure of it...hard yet again.

"At least we're in 'bed' this time." He toyed, wokring his fingers a little more firmly his other hand drifting up to her pert nipples, the warmth of her body against his simply blissful...she seemed to bring out the beast in him; the comment of taking her from behind dancing in his mind, though he was afraid she wouldn't like that in the least, few women ever did.
 
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