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hennessysTitle: Sphinx
Rating: R
Summary: Peter and Miranda have sex.
Warnings: Sexytimes.
Notes: I think I'm proudest of this one.
She rode him smooth and easy, her head falling back, dark hair like raw silk over her shoulders. He wanted to sit up, catch her face between his hands and kiss her, but she kept him down with one hand braced on his chest, the other rubbing rough over her nipple.
He could touch her and he did, one hand on her hip, one between her legs, and he could pull a sweet gasp from her with a flick of his thumb. He could brace his feet and thrust up into her, could cover her hand with his and direct her movements on her breasts. She let him have that much.
He reached up, touched her chin with a near-caress, and she dropped her head forward, her hair covering her face and whatever expression crossed it.
She never let him have that. He was beginning to think she never would.
Rating: R
Summary: Peter and Miranda have sex.
Warnings: Sexytimes.
Notes: I think I'm proudest of this one.
She rode him smooth and easy, her head falling back, dark hair like raw silk over her shoulders. He wanted to sit up, catch her face between his hands and kiss her, but she kept him down with one hand braced on his chest, the other rubbing rough over her nipple.
He could touch her and he did, one hand on her hip, one between her legs, and he could pull a sweet gasp from her with a flick of his thumb. He could brace his feet and thrust up into her, could cover her hand with his and direct her movements on her breasts. She let him have that much.
He reached up, touched her chin with a near-caress, and she dropped her head forward, her hair covering her face and whatever expression crossed it.
She never let him have that. He was beginning to think she never would.
