[ He lets himself be pushed down again, dropping to his knees before her and snaking one arm around her hips as he draws her in closer. His lips press slow, teasing kisses to the inside of one hip, trailing in towards her navel. ]
It could be. But I don't believe it is.
[ He doesn't give her much time to come back with another smirking retort, because as he kisses his way across soft, flushed skin, he lets one hand trail fingers inward and down, slipping between her lace-clad legs to press up against more of the same. He's not surprised to find her already hot and wet, even through the fabric separating him from her skin. His touch teases there, stroking slowly between her legs to trace against sensitive skin. ]
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It could be. But I don't believe it is.
[ He doesn't give her much time to come back with another smirking retort, because as he kisses his way across soft, flushed skin, he lets one hand trail fingers inward and down, slipping between her lace-clad legs to press up against more of the same. He's not surprised to find her already hot and wet, even through the fabric separating him from her skin. His touch teases there, stroking slowly between her legs to trace against sensitive skin. ]