"Fuck, Val," Jag cursed again, the slicker slide of his hand, the sound of his voice, the fact that he was here, naked and hard and gorgeous and warm , all of it crystalling into a perfect moment, and it was only a few more seconds before Jag came with a low groan, hips stuttering with the surge of sensations.
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Date: 2015-11-13 01:22 pm (UTC)