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Post by Emiliana Guadalupe de León on Aug 22, 2010 16:38:16 GMT -5
Rolling her eyes, Emiliana's lips quirked slightly as she arched forward, body shivering in response to Francis' teasing. "So I've heard," she muttered, head lolling the side to watch the blond through half-lidded eyes.
However, when his hands slid to her hips once more, she squirmed. But as she felt and saw him shift downward, Emiliana could feel her eyes widen slightly in surprise. For some unknown reason, she felt herself grow flustered, face flushing darkly as her lips parted, uttering out an embarrassed moan of approval as he kissed her there.
There. More. Right there.
Hands carding through his hair, she idly toyed with the silken strands before she raised her hips towards him. "Más..."
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Post by Francis Bonnefoy on Aug 22, 2010 17:20:02 GMT -5
Letting out another breathy chuckle against her, Francis slowly started to slide the fabric down, staring up at Emiliana as he discarded the small thong somewhere off the side of the bed. His eyes greedily took in her flushed face and squirming figure.
Francis parted his lips slightly, placing open mouth kisses on the inside of her legs before sliding his arms up under her knees, lifting them up slightly and hooking them on his shoulders.
His tongue slipped out, tracing up Emiliana's wetness before teasing her clit, sucking on it carefully.
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Post by Emiliana Guadalupe de León on Aug 22, 2010 17:26:50 GMT -5
"F-Fuck," Emiliana gasped out, unable to help herself us her head tilted back, eyes falling shut as her body curved up and off the bed.
Trembling, she gripped his hair tighter, fingertips rubbing into his scalp as she shifted, heels digging into his back. "F-Francis," her voice cracked, a whimper forcing its way out as she felt his tongue teasing her clit. A jolt. Thighs trembling slightly, she pressed lightly against the back of his head.
"Francis, o-oh God, Francis." With her teeth worrying into her bottom lip, Emi shuddered, body straining between the blond and the bed beneath her.
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Post by Francis Bonnefoy on Aug 23, 2010 16:30:32 GMT -5
Francis hummed quietly as he continued to tease her, tongue working and massaging her clit. One of his hands moved down towards her core, his finger tips brushing against her heat before slowly starting to slide into her.
It was difficult not to take her then and there, the sounds she was making only making him want her more- really, why did his name sound so good on her tongue?
He slid another finger in, curling them up and attempting to find the bundle of nerves that would have Emiliana writhing under him.
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Post by Emiliana Guadalupe de León on Aug 23, 2010 17:32:00 GMT -5
"F-Francis-" Emi moaned out, body tensing up as her hips jerked forward, wanting more. G-God, but she couldn't- oh, damn it - anymore of his teasing and she would surely come undone much too soon. But it felt too good.
Much too good to ask him to stop now.
Grinding her hips down against his fingers, her body shuddered as his tongue continued to tease and slide against her clit. Head falling back against the pillows, she mewled as her hips continued to roll slowly towards the blond. Oh, but when his fingers pressed just there...
Dios.
"Francis!" she cried out, body arching up sharply as her heels dug deeper into his back. "P-Please," she stuttered out, body squirming against the bed as his fingers continued to press insistently inside her. "M-More, o-oh God."
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Post by Francis Bonnefoy on Aug 23, 2010 17:45:14 GMT -5
Unable to hold off any longer, Francis quickly pulled back and crawled up her body, crushing their lips together again as his fingers continued to move against her. "Un instant petits" he whispered against her reddened lips.
Dieu she looked amazing like this.
He didn't want to pull away but he had to- if they continued like this it would surely be wonderful but the consequences were some that he wouldn't want to deal with. It only took him a few moments to crawl over towards the edge of the bed, reaching over into in nightstand's drawer and pulling out a foil package.
It ripped open easily enough and he discarded the foil, uncurling the rubber over his length before climbing back over Emiliana and kissing her again.
Francis' cock twitched against her core and he kept their lips together as he slowly started to press in, letting out a breathy moan at the heat surrounding him.
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Post by Emiliana Guadalupe de León on Aug 23, 2010 18:00:57 GMT -5
Hands grasping his hair once more, Emi let out a breathy little gasp against his lips as she kissed back, not even caring that Francis was kissing her shortly after doing that. No, she couldn't care less. Not when his fingers were still sliding in and out of her.
Oh, but when she felt him pull away, Emi couldn't fight back the little whine of disapproval that escaped her lips.
But the sound of Francis rummaging through his nightstand and the sigh of him rolling the condom carefully over his length made the growing flush on her face darken. Lips parting slightly, she cooed against Francis' mouth as soon as he was back on top and pressing into her.
Biting down into his bottom lip and fingers carding through disheveled blond locks, Emi moaned softly as he continued to slide inside, her body tending up ever so slightly at the intrusion. But feeling him inside, cock twitching and pulsing, oh, it made her breath hitch as her body warmed deliciously against his.
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Post by Francis Bonnefoy on Aug 23, 2010 18:22:28 GMT -5
Dieu she was hot- and so tight-
Francis broke the kiss only to breathe, supporting himself over Emiliana and staring down at her, taking in her flushed face, her splayed out and messy hair and her beautiful swollen lips. He pressed into her until their hips met and paused, panting hard before starting to pull out again, building up a steady rhythm of thrusting into her.
He littered her jaw, neck and chest with kisses- nipping and sucking at the junction of her neck and shoulder. So what if he left one mark?
Reaching down, the Frenchman hooked his hand under her knee again, lifting up her leg and- Mon Dieu was she flexible.
He didn't know legs could stretch up that far...
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Post by Emiliana Guadalupe de León on Aug 23, 2010 19:24:31 GMT -5
At this point, Emiliana knew she was far too turned on to even feel embarrassed over having Francis stare so intently at her. No, instead, all she could do was tilt her head back, close her eyes, and sigh in pleasure as she felt him rock steadily into her. The touch of his lips sucking carefully against her neck caused her body to twitch against his.
However, at the feel of him moving her leg and shifting her body against his, Emi glanced up at him, confusion shining through lust-darkened eyes before realization hit her.
O-Oh.
Arms strewn over her head, she arched up slightly, a choked moan escaping her lips as Francis placed her legs over his shoulders, in-turn pulling her closer to him as he drove even deeper into her. Grinding her hips down and against him, Emi shuddered, teeth worrying into her bottom lip as she gripped the pillow above her.
"F-Francis, more...
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Post by Francis Bonnefoy on Aug 23, 2010 19:41:34 GMT -5
"E-Emiliana-"
Francis' voice came out thick and breathy, his body bent over her's as he continued to move into her. His hands gripped her thighs tightly, holding her up against him and giving him more leverage to thrust.
"Dieu vous sont étonnants Emiliana- he whispered again, groaning out. His hands traveled down from her thighs to her hips, massaging and moving further up.
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Post by Emiliana Guadalupe de León on Aug 23, 2010 19:58:07 GMT -5
Nails digging into the pillows she was currently gripping, Emiliana rolled her hips against Francis, thighs tightening ever-so-slightly. "Mmm, Francis..." She whimpered, body curving upwards as she felt him continuously press against that spot with every thrust.
"Así, así," Emiliana mewled even as she felt something, something wonderful, coil deep inside her.
Moving her hands, she made to grip his biceps, body bending towards him slightly as she rocked back against him.
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