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He had dialed down the intensity for now.
The kiss was slow, but the pressure still made her nerves sing. She followed his lead in a simple movement of lips. He had noticed the extreme red that had colored her face when he was goading her to part her lips. It was obvious to him that that was the first time she encountered that.
She asked for a lesson, he heatedly thought as his hand went to cup her face.
It gave him a sense of pride and male satisfaction that he would be the one to teach her this sort of kissing. When she was comfortable with the simple kissing, he pressed her mouth against his as his fingers trailed down her neck and then up with the barest of touches.
He felt her shiver. Her eyes were almost closed as they kissed; her relaxed form let him know that he could try the motion again. His head angled a little as the tip of his tongue came along her bottom lip.
She mewled, the wet appendage sweeping over her lips again in a slow, sluggish motion. His hand stayed along her jaw as he continued the firm, languid movement and enjoying the way she shivered and whimpered after each stroke.
She is incredibly receptive.
His thumb brushed along her jaw as he persuaded her to part her lips for him, to let him teach her this sensual pleasure of contact.
Her hands clenched his shirt as she loosened her lips and he came in with a flurry of sensation, heat, and wicked passion. The slow motions quickly fell to the wayside as his mouth seared her, tangling his fingers in her hair with desire so strong that it made her forget where they were and who they both were.
All she knew was that the sliding of his tongue against hers was magnificently sensual in ways she had never imagined. It made her needy as she brushed back—her inexperience couldn't stop her—and for that she was rewarded with a heavy groan from him. The sound incensed her, drove her into a longing so sharp she pressed her body against him, wrapped her legs around him and threw her weight into him, causing him to lose his balance on the ice.
His mouth ripped away from hers as he started to fall backwards, but his quick reflexes allowed him find his center of gravity as he slid backwards from the force of her sudden weight.
Instinctively, she had clung onto him as he struggled to find his balance again. When he had stopped wobbling forward and backwards, she lifted her head from his shoulder.
"Erm, sorry about that."
He gave her a slow blink.
She was wondering if she needed to say something else when a rumbling sound vibrated against her. Is he…laughing? She did not have to wait for long when his head tilted back a little and he let out a short bark of laughter. The sound was a little rough like it was rusty from rare usage; however, coming from him she found that it was unlike anything she had ever heard.
She laughed as she smiled at him.
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Amongst their moment of shared amusement, the door to the stage closed with a soft click.
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