[ Ten points to Griffindor! He managed to get the zipper down without much effort (not that it was difficult but hey... who knows) or fanfare. And when she feels his body press against her back, she draws in a pleasured breath, feeling the warmth of him radiating against her own skin.
The touch is welcome and intoxicating, his fingers are large, calloused and different from the person whose hands should be touching her right now. She pushes Josh from her mind right now, he wouldn't hold this against her. He couldn't.
Her eyes close with a hum and she shimmies her hips just enough to help the fabric slide down her legs so she can step out of it, her heeled boots still on but who the fuck cares right now, as his lips touch her skin and he presses closer.
She turns her head just enough to encourage him further, her hips pressing back against his to show her continued interest, one hand moving to find his to guide it back up her body, wanting to feel that touch more.]
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The touch is welcome and intoxicating, his fingers are large, calloused and different from the person whose hands should be touching her right now. She pushes Josh from her mind right now, he wouldn't hold this against her. He couldn't.
Her eyes close with a hum and she shimmies her hips just enough to help the fabric slide down her legs so she can step out of it, her heeled boots still on but who the fuck cares right now, as his lips touch her skin and he presses closer.
She turns her head just enough to encourage him further, her hips pressing back against his to show her continued interest, one hand moving to find his to guide it back up her body, wanting to feel that touch more.]