George grasped Jack's head in one hand and held it to her breast, not that he needed any guidance. She heard a frustrated whine and it took a moment to realize she was the one making it. She continued to wiggle her hips, but Jack was steadfastly refusing to place his fingers where she wanted them.
Jack's patient, teasing approach had a lot to recommend it, but George was feeling too impatient now to go along. She pushed off of the bed abruptly, gasping at the feel of Jack's teeth grazing her escaping nipple.
Jack looked faintly surprised, but he propped himself up on one elbow to watch her, his eyes glittering with interest. Inevitably (and probably entirely unconsciously) he took up a pose that George thought would be perfect for an X-rated calendar.
George hastily stripped off the rest of her clothes, kicking them aside impatiently, and then lunged at Jack again. She bowled over onto his back again. He made some laughing, lecherous comment but she wasn't listening. His hands found their way to her breasts, though, and that did get her attention.
George buried her face in the crook of his neck, eyes closed while she concentrated on the smell of his skin, and then the taste of it--and the feel of it on her tongue and between her teeth when she gave him a nip.
"George," Jack said. George bit him harder. Jack shivered and gave a little laugh, clearly enjoying her attentions. "George--" Jack said again. George bit a little harder, not qite breaking the skin, and growled.
She reached down between them to seize hold of Jack's undivided attention. Jack's hands stilled for just an instead and he throbbed in her hand. George stopped biting him and concentrated instead on aligning herself over him properly.
That involved some very exciting, slippery sensations. George hissed at the delightful feelings involved, but when she was sure of the positioning, she didn't hesitate. She was too eager for him now.
George pressed down with her hips, sliding over him, taking him in, shuddering at the feel of him. She raised her head enough to press her mouth to his ear. George hooked her arms around him, fists clenched, as she made inarticulate sounds of pleasure.
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[George] Enough games!
Date: 2006-11-20 11:07 pm (UTC)Jack's patient, teasing approach had a lot to recommend it, but George was feeling too impatient now to go along. She pushed off of the bed abruptly, gasping at the feel of Jack's teeth grazing her escaping nipple.
Jack looked faintly surprised, but he propped himself up on one elbow to watch her, his eyes glittering with interest. Inevitably (and probably entirely unconsciously) he took up a pose that George thought would be perfect for an X-rated calendar.
George hastily stripped off the rest of her clothes, kicking them aside impatiently, and then lunged at Jack again. She bowled over onto his back again. He made some laughing, lecherous comment but she wasn't listening. His hands found their way to her breasts, though, and that did get her attention.
George buried her face in the crook of his neck, eyes closed while she concentrated on the smell of his skin, and then the taste of it--and the feel of it on her tongue and between her teeth when she gave him a nip.
"George," Jack said. George bit him harder. Jack shivered and gave a little laugh, clearly enjoying her attentions. "George--" Jack said again. George bit a little harder, not qite breaking the skin, and growled.
She reached down between them to seize hold of Jack's undivided attention. Jack's hands stilled for just an instead and he throbbed in her hand. George stopped biting him and concentrated instead on aligning herself over him properly.
That involved some very exciting, slippery sensations. George hissed at the delightful feelings involved, but when she was sure of the positioning, she didn't hesitate. She was too eager for him now.
George pressed down with her hips, sliding over him, taking him in, shuddering at the feel of him. She raised her head enough to press her mouth to his ear. George hooked her arms around him, fists clenched, as she made inarticulate sounds of pleasure.