All too proud of her body, Valkyrie lazily guided his hands to her cheeks, driving them down over the swell of her breasts to rest back onto her hips. There wasn’t always this much touch and preamble to the sex itself, but today—it was different.
“Tell me what you’d like me to do.” She watched every micro-expression of the prince’s sharp features, warming his knuckles and fingertips.
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Date: 2019-03-12 02:50 am (UTC)“Tell me what you’d like me to do.” She watched every micro-expression of the prince’s sharp features, warming his knuckles and fingertips.