The pain of the yank to her scalp radiates straight down to her clit, pulsing it with every beat of her heart. No one's ever done this, just like this, before. A few tugs, half hearted at best. This. This was control, this was taking, this was....fuckfuckFUCK! It was like one orgasm just bled right into another, her body becoming one live nerve ending. She wasn't. She just wanted him. Wanted him to... her mind wavered out until she was nothing more than senses and reactions. And all she could say was his name, over and over.
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Date: 2013-06-04 02:39 am (UTC)