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 Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2006 7:43 pm
Like Antony really believed that Jamal and innocence were even possible, but not that that mattered much at the moment. When he was leaning next to her, she reached her free hand up and snaked it around the back of Jamal's neck.
Trailing her nails along the skin there, she pulled him closer and pressed her lips against his hungrily. When one couldn't smoke, there was always the next best thing... Snogging.
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2006 7:51 pm
Jamal wasn't really surprised at this action, but it didn't make it any less pleasing.
He let himself be pulled down somewhat, though he was still on over fours over her back, and returned the kiss with equal fervor, though he decided to let her take advantage of HIM this time since he'd taken the reigns last time...and because he sort of owed her one since he'd gotten a little groping action in during the massage.
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2006 7:59 pm
Antony managed to roll onto her back underneath him into a more comfortable position, pulling him down ontop of her so she didn't have to sit up in a strange position. The sand was warm underneath her, even with a palm frond between the two of them.
She pulled him into her, fingers absently massaging the back of his neck as she tilted her head to the side, deepening the kisses.
This was certainly taking her mind off of this whole... Island... Whatever.
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2006 8:11 pm
He willingly let himself be pulled wherever, but was careful not to let all his weight fall on her once she had rolled over into a belly-up position. Jamal was still straddling her torso, but his upper chest was pressed firmly to hers and a hand reached to cup the side of her head and chin, fingers lightly parting through her hair.
Jamal took the deepening kisses to their fullest extent, again returning the favor but did so in a slow, teasing manner...completely on purpose. Hehe.
...Damn she was good at this whole making out thing.
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2006 8:23 pm
Antony groaned into his lips, and would have wholeheartedly agreed with his evaluation if she had a) heard it or b) wasn't so busy at the moment.
Her free hand moved to roam the muscles on his back, fingertips grasping at his flesh hungrily, her lips doing the same, parting to allow him free reign. She didn't mind the teasing, and was very much enjoying herself.
Oh the wonders of making out.
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2006 8:32 pm
Oh how ironic it would be if someone walked onto the beach at this point. Would be hard to explain this one away; they didn't really have any way to get privacy though if they cared....maybe it was that risk that made him that much more into this whole ordeal.
The hands at his back felt cool to his sun-baked back and each grasp felt like a psuedo-massage, accentuated by the sensation of lip on lip contact. His hand traced down the nape of her neck, brushing the fine hair there as he nibbled on her bottom lip for a few moments, then released to catch his breath.
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2006 8:40 pm
Sex was always better if there was a chance that the participants would get caught. Period.
Not that Antony was thinking about anyone else but herself and Jamal.
When he pulled back to catch his breath, that was her cue to tug off her shirt, shifting it behind her head as a makeshift pillow. Much better. Leaning up somewhat, she let her lips trail along his jawline and up towards his ear, nibbling liberally for a moment before continuing her path down the crook of his neck.
And she discovered his Adam's apple, grinning to herself before applying her mouth to that next, alternating kisses with 'love bites'.
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2006 8:52 pm
As she trailed kissed along his jaw and neck, he gave an audible, yet low and muffled groan of contentment and kissed her forehead, completely enjoying the fact that she was taking the initiative to 'explore'.
He was doing his own version of exploration, his hands trailing away from her neck to trail across her shoulders, down the liberal curves of her side from chest to hips, pausing there to wrap around her waist before reaching back and behind to her butt.
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2006 9:03 pm
Antony didn't mind the liberal groping in the least, arching her back as his hands moved down her paler flesh. His hands were more than welcome simply because they were 'magic hands.'
She murred softly against his neck, nipping her way back up to his earlobe before speaking in a hoarse, low whisper, "Tell me what you want." It was a simple statement, but her throaty tone made it far from innocent.
That voice in her mind had yet to remind her about the forgotten birth control.
She was just far too involved now.
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2006 9:15 pm
As her lips were going up, his were going down, pooling kisses in the curve of her neck as he nuzzled in to inhale her scent deeply. It was like electricity to his brain, sending that familiar tingle down his naked neck and back. His grasp on her behind travelled to the loose waistband of her jeans, fingers hooking above the back pocket.
"You know 'xactly what I want," he practically purred, his voice more controlled and less breathy, but sensual all the same.
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2006 9:31 pm
Her hands trailed downwards as she herself laid back down, watching his expression as she took her time tracing her fingertips down the muscles in his back, and then around to the front. She lingered along his abs, eyes watching him still with a gaze that conveyed that she knew exactly what she was doing. Every bit of it.
Moving down his hip muscles, Antony abruptly stopped, moving her hands to his lower back and jerking him against her in one swift moment. Not hard enough to hurt him, but rough, a motion of lust.
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2006 9:42 pm
His breath caught sharply in his throat as her fingers ghosted down his back and sides so nonchalantly, yet he could tell by the expression and glint of her eyes that this was fully intentional. He hated it...yet loved it at the same time.
The pull on his lower back easily caught him off-guard as he was caught in a daze from her caresses, so she achieved her goal of closer bodily contact much easier than he might have allowed (if he wanted to tease her, anyway). His hands shifted slowly from the back of her jeans, around the hips, and settled against her abdomen, just below her navel.
It was all becoming too much, too quickly.
"Please," he mumbled against her neck, his breath warm on the space just below her ear as he spoke.
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2006 9:49 pm
When he begged, Antony's grin became wider, and she cocked her head to the side to watch him curiously, as if she didn't understand. Obviously she was not trying to cover up her mock innocence.
She shifted her hips from one side to the other, pushing upwards while her hands held him in place loosely. He could always move if he wanted to.
"Please?" Her eyes half-lidded, lips parting before she allowed herself to chew lightly on her lip ring. "Hmm..." She drawled on, dragging this part out as long as possible.
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2006 9:58 pm
"Damn you," he growled in an almost pained manner to her ear, yet he didn't move. Why on -earth- would he move?
However, all this prolonged teasing was making him feel almost feral at this point. His hands shifted slightly on her belly as she moved her hips, taking up residence at the top of her zipper whilst he brought his head up from the crook of her neck to devour her full lips again, this time in a more forceful, 'needy' manner.
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2006 10:06 pm
Her lips simply curled into a satisfied smile. Oh how she loved to tease men.
His kiss took her by surprise since her attention had been on his south traveling hands, but she took it in stride, matching and pushing his vigor almost immediately.
She knew this kiss, knew that she had reached the 'pass and you will not get laid' line. The line between teasing and just plain mean.
Pulling back to catch her breath, she absently nibbled on his lower lip before reaching down to push his hands lower, a definate signal for him to continue.
Green light ahoy.
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