[Wanda makes a muffled sound at the back of her throat as he responds to her, gives her what she urges him for. Pleased and welcoming everything. A shiver runs up her spine as his fingers slip into her hair, and she sucks at his lower lip--only to have move away from her lips entirely. Letting out a gasp for air, she tilts her face up as he works his way to her neck.
And when he reaches the soft curve of her throat she lets her fingertips press into his shoulders. Wanda clings to him with a sigh, quickly wetting her lips with the tip of her tongue. Her head tilts, nuzzles against his ever so slightly as her eyes close. She'd been wondering more and more lately what it might be like to invite Dick back to her bedroom, to be with her like this.
Though it's just the beginning, already it feels so much better, so much more right than it ever has before.]
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And when he reaches the soft curve of her throat she lets her fingertips press into his shoulders. Wanda clings to him with a sigh, quickly wetting her lips with the tip of her tongue. Her head tilts, nuzzles against his ever so slightly as her eyes close. She'd been wondering more and more lately what it might be like to invite Dick back to her bedroom, to be with her like this.
Though it's just the beginning, already it feels so much better, so much more right than it ever has before.]