[A sigh of incredible relief exhales against his lips as he gives her what she asked for. It's all she can do not to grab at him with the same frantic sort of fervor, her warm hands cupping his face instead as they kiss, and as she savors every little sensation of it. His skin is so soft and wonderful, and Belladonna thinks maybe she's never touched anything so pleasant.
She can be good, she knows she can be good, she wants to be, but that doesn't stop her leg from sliding against his side, hiking up her skirt in the process. Belladonna's eyes are closed in her private battle against her physical impulses, so she really doesn't notice at all.]
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She can be good, she knows she can be good, she wants to be, but that doesn't stop her leg from sliding against his side, hiking up her skirt in the process. Belladonna's eyes are closed in her private battle against her physical impulses, so she really doesn't notice at all.]