A little gasp escapes as I finish with her ear, and I can’t help but smile again. This girl is a piece of work, and I’m struck by an urge to see where else she has ink and metal. Keep that to myself, though. Some women would get offended if you said something like that right after you’d just barely kissed them. She’ll find out soon enough, though, if things go the way they seem to be.
I’m a little disappointed when she starts talking. Need to distract her a bit more, then. Might be able to pay for the hair, she says. Really? This girl has never met me before, I suppose, and I shouldn’t expect her to be promising me the world. Would be worried if she was, in fact, but still. I decide I need to stop thinking about that and concentrate on earning my keep as I grasp her hips and pull her against me to close the little remaining distance between us. I go back to nibbling on her ear but leave my hands where they are. God, we fit together well.
“Just the hair?” I breathe in her ear. “Give me a chance, sweetheart.” I make it half a tease and half a plea, and then trail my mouth down to the corner of her jaw, biting gently at the soft skin where it meets her neck. Follow the lovely line of that neck down to her shoulder, nipping as I go, but not too hard. She wants a bit more in the way of teeth, she can tell me. I know not everyone shares my tastes. “We both do… quality work.”
I pull back a little to look at her, bring one hand up to stroke that blindingly blue hair. “You want to take this somewhere else?” I spare a glance around the little shop. We are still right near the front, and anyone could walk in. “Because I imagine I’m going to be on my knees in about five minutes, and I wouldn’t mind if you had a customer walk in, but they might.”
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Date: 2010-09-13 03:09 pm (UTC)I’m a little disappointed when she starts talking. Need to distract her a bit more, then. Might be able to pay for the hair, she says. Really? This girl has never met me before, I suppose, and I shouldn’t expect her to be promising me the world. Would be worried if she was, in fact, but still. I decide I need to stop thinking about that and concentrate on earning my keep as I grasp her hips and pull her against me to close the little remaining distance between us. I go back to nibbling on her ear but leave my hands where they are. God, we fit together well.
“Just the hair?” I breathe in her ear. “Give me a chance, sweetheart.” I make it half a tease and half a plea, and then trail my mouth down to the corner of her jaw, biting gently at the soft skin where it meets her neck. Follow the lovely line of that neck down to her shoulder, nipping as I go, but not too hard. She wants a bit more in the way of teeth, she can tell me. I know not everyone shares my tastes. “We both do… quality work.”
I pull back a little to look at her, bring one hand up to stroke that blindingly blue hair. “You want to take this somewhere else?” I spare a glance around the little shop. We are still right near the front, and anyone could walk in. “Because I imagine I’m going to be on my knees in about five minutes, and I wouldn’t mind if you had a customer walk in, but they might.”