[It's enough of an answer as far as she's concerned to break the kiss and sit back, long enough to lift her shirt over her head and toss it aside, without caring about the burst of chill that hits her bare skin. The second she presses close to him again, the heat emanating from his body seeps into her and she kisses him again, another and another.
The blanket is half-tucked around them, slipping, but she doesn't care much about that either. Her fingers slide into his hair and thread through the loose dark locks, nails gliding down the back of his neck, and her thighs spread over his lap to let her rock down against him nice and slow.]
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The blanket is half-tucked around them, slipping, but she doesn't care much about that either. Her fingers slide into his hair and thread through the loose dark locks, nails gliding down the back of his neck, and her thighs spread over his lap to let her rock down against him nice and slow.]