Verity was having similar thoughts, her hands at his waist only long enough to slide her fingers under the hem of his shirt and up over the firm skin of his chest, her nails adding just a hint of sharp compared to the softness of her fingertips. She left his mouth behind, kissing down his jaw and to his neck, her lips seeking the sensitive skin of his throat.
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Date: 2018-07-03 06:11 am (UTC)