She loves the roughness of his hands, the scruff of his beard, the rumble of his voice. She especially loves the feel of his breath puffing over her skin as he draws in her scent. She continues drawing her nails over his back, a little firmer near his spine, a little lighter over the tops of his shoulder.
"I love the way your mind works," she breathes. Her tone tells him she thinks this is one of the sexiest things about him.
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Date: 2009-05-09 04:10 am (UTC)She loves the roughness of his hands, the scruff of his beard, the rumble of his voice. She especially loves the feel of his breath puffing over her skin as he draws in her scent. She continues drawing her nails over his back, a little firmer near his spine, a little lighter over the tops of his shoulder.
"I love the way your mind works," she breathes. Her tone tells him she thinks this is one of the sexiest things about him.