She leaned into that touch, loving the feel of his fingers in her hair, his lips on her neck. When he found a particularly sensitive part, she groaned, gripping his hips and pulling him tight against her. As good as she felt, she wanted to feel better, and she was pretty sure he could do that for her.
She ran a hand over the front of his hip, reaching between them to wrap her fingers around his arousal, loving the feeling of him heavy and hard against her palm as she started to stroke him lightly. "Tell me, better yet show me. Make it so I can't think anymore, Aidan. I don't want to think anymore." That was the whole point of this, wasn't it? Find someone, screw them until she couldn't focus enough to think about all the stupid crap she'd done lately.
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Date: 2011-09-02 01:10 am (UTC)She ran a hand over the front of his hip, reaching between them to wrap her fingers around his arousal, loving the feeling of him heavy and hard against her palm as she started to stroke him lightly. "Tell me, better yet show me. Make it so I can't think anymore, Aidan. I don't want to think anymore." That was the whole point of this, wasn't it? Find someone, screw them until she couldn't focus enough to think about all the stupid crap she'd done lately.