"It's good to know I'm here for something," she teased, grinning a little as he grabbed her ass and she tilted her head, giving him better access to her throat. Her hands slid down again, then under the hem of his shirt, fingers splayed against his stomach. "God, how is this even real?" she asked, fingers curling under a little, her nails scraping lightly at his skin. No one looked like that. Even on the island, where everyone was gorgeous and perfect, this was a pretty serious stretch.
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Date: 2013-05-07 11:42 pm (UTC)