Jackson hissed quietly, but the sparks walked that fine line between
pain and pleasure, and he only bucked his hips a little harder, before
he smiled again, up at her, loving the shade of her own smile. That
shade of wickedness. "Somethin' more of you," he replied, moving both
of his hands to her hips and changing the pace of his, not by much,
but enough to make a difference.
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Date: 2013-07-25 15:45 (UTC)Jackson hissed quietly, but the sparks walked that fine line between pain and pleasure, and he only bucked his hips a little harder, before he smiled again, up at her, loving the shade of her own smile. That shade of wickedness. "Somethin' more of you," he replied, moving both of his hands to her hips and changing the pace of his, not by much, but enough to make a difference.