With a groan of pure need, he surrendered. He slipped his other hand around her, pressed it flat against the small of her back. The scalpel lay cold against her spine there, trapped between her skin and his palm.
That little flick of her tongue was what undid him. He opened his mouth and thrust his own tongue forward, tangling with hers, exploring her deeply and thoroughly as he backed her against the wall.
A knee slid between her legs, the fabric of his pants rough between her inner thighs, and his erection was obvious, pressed against her thigh. And she was caught between him and solid concrete as he plundered her mouth.
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Date: 2009-06-15 04:01 pm (UTC)That little flick of her tongue was what undid him. He opened his mouth and thrust his own tongue forward, tangling with hers, exploring her deeply and thoroughly as he backed her against the wall.
A knee slid between her legs, the fabric of his pants rough between her inner thighs, and his erection was obvious, pressed against her thigh. And she was caught between him and solid concrete as he plundered her mouth.