Daphne moved her free hand to the waist of her jeans, trying to pull them down without stopping, but it just wasn't working. She pulled back, breathless, and reluctantly pulled her hand out of his pants. Then she moved off of him and onto her back the bed, lifting her hips up as she shoved the jeans down and off, giving him a playful smirk as they fell to the floor. She stayed stretched out, propped up on her elbows, and asked, "Better?"
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2012-07-08 08:51 (UTC)