[She echoes his moan, tipping her head back as he kisses her, her fingers running through his hair. For a moment, she moves her other hand from his hip, so she can pull her own long hair back out of the way. Then it comes back to rest against the small of his back, and she draws him in a little closer, so she's almost sitting on his lap.]
[Her skin feels warm, but there's gooseflesh prickling up her bare arms. Her heartbeat seems louder, her skin more sensitive to every caress and kiss.]
[Her voice is low, husky, without any attempt to make it so.] I want you.
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[Her skin feels warm, but there's gooseflesh prickling up her bare arms. Her heartbeat seems louder, her skin more sensitive to every caress and kiss.]
[Her voice is low, husky, without any attempt to make it so.] I want you.