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She felt the pressure building up in the pit of her stomach, a warmth that was shooting to every nerve in her body with such an intense speed and feeling. Haven knew what he was doing, it seemed - and if he did not really know, then he was an incredibly gifted individual. Princess had never felt the changes in her body before, but now, the nearly tangible warmth between her legs nearly drove her crazy, his fingers working it like completely magical entities in their own right. Hopefully, she was returning the amazing feelings; at least, she hoped that she was, since it would be terribly unfair to leave him alone while he tortured her so pleasantly. From his body's outward reactions, she guessed that she was probably doing something right. Maybe it was the alcohol, and maybe it was her generally holier-than-thou attitude, but Princess was feeling very important, and very special right then.
The new way they were positioned did not allow her much access to his most sensitive organ, but all was well with that, since she soon became very involved in the kiss. She could feel him, though, so tentatively poised, so teasingly touching her lightly. The effect was a soft, low growl, her head rolling back as she closed her eyes, lifting her hips a little to meet his invitingly. There was not much that she could actually do in such a place, but she certainly hoped that her knight in shining armor would get the hint and act on it. All it would take was one little push, one slow entrance, and they would be one. The feelings now were incredible, but she knew that what was to come next was only going to be a thousand times more amazing. Her body longed for him to join her, aching to feel him inside of her. Pleading eyes looked up at him as she moved her body slowly beneath his, licking and nibbling at his neck and chest.
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