[ Jess props herself up on her elbows as her shirt is shoved over her chest, then thumping onto her back and lifts her arms above her head until it's gone. She loops them loosely around his head, nuzzling at his face, reigning in a whimper at the edge of her lips as he grinds in against her. Their breath breaks over their skin, pools in the empty space between their throats. A shiver wracks Jess, a perfect pattern of little bumps rising to the surface of her exposed flesh. Stupid, since Jess doesn't feel cold and doesn't want him to worry or slow down.
The noose of her arms unravels, hands sliding under his arms and up his back. The ripples of hard muscle padded with scar tissue smooth away the goosebumps, or he's so goddamn hot it feels that way. She digs her nails in under his shoulder blade, nose dragging along his brow as she tips her head back and offers her throat to him. ]
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The noose of her arms unravels, hands sliding under his arms and up his back. The ripples of hard muscle padded with scar tissue smooth away the goosebumps, or he's so goddamn hot it feels that way. She digs her nails in under his shoulder blade, nose dragging along his brow as she tips her head back and offers her throat to him. ]