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Post by Devyn on Nov 15, 2007 4:54:46 GMT
Mona was satisified and more than happy with the sweet kiss he gave her before pulling out and she let out a soft moan, her breath on his nearby lips. She traced her hand up and down his chest, stroking him with light fingertips now-- no more mad nipping and ravaging that had gone on beforehand.
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Post by Belsamuel on Nov 15, 2007 5:03:47 GMT
"and now.... I don't move for a week....." He look over and smiled serenely at her. "And how are you feeling, my little pickled pirate?"
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Post by Devyn on Nov 15, 2007 5:07:51 GMT
Mona smiled back at him. "A little like I've died and gone to heaven." She paused and then smirked, tagging on a more realistic answer. "And quite dizzy."
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Post by Belsamuel on Nov 15, 2007 5:10:17 GMT
Belsamuel laughted heartily. "How much did you....?" He then saw the three empty bottles. "Holy shit girl, how you not dead???" He said in his best rastafarian accent. "I mean, you told me you had drunk in ages! How the bloody hell you still conscious???"
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Post by Devyn on Nov 15, 2007 5:12:47 GMT
Mona grinned at him as she was still laying on her back, her face turned to the side. "Well, I couldn't very well pass out with you fucking me, now could I?"
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Post by Belsamuel on Nov 15, 2007 5:15:19 GMT
"No, not really..." He smirked, "But then really, do you think you could have???"
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Post by Devyn on Nov 15, 2007 5:20:21 GMT
"No." Mona smirked and raised a hand down to the sheet, pulling it up around her, even as thin as it was. "Would you have stopped if I had?" She teased, rolling onto her side to face him.
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Post by Belsamuel on Nov 15, 2007 5:27:54 GMT
"Of course I would have." his tone turning serious, quiet and a little hurt. "Do you think I wouldn't?"
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Post by Devyn on Nov 15, 2007 5:33:51 GMT
Mona looked at his eyes, losing her smile as well when he lost his. "What man would?" She'd never been with a man that had not kept going if she passed out. Then again, she'd been with a number of men whom lacked respect for her-- above all, Damian Saint.
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Post by Belsamuel on Nov 15, 2007 5:47:47 GMT
"I would...." He placed his hand to her cheek. No wonder she had distrusted him so when they had first met. What must she have been through to have such views?
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