Gideon Breed
August 31, 2013 *Opening my palm to
press it flat against Savannah's stomach, I pull her tighter against
me. My senses tell me it isn't even noon yet, and we have only been resting for
about an hour since our last entertaining and highly satisfying adventure.
Brushing my lips against her shoulder, I smile when she reaches back to grasp
me with her own palm, and seductively laughs, using her best southern draw
"why Sir, is that a rocket in your pocket, or are you just glad to see
me".
Savannah Dupree *I watch as your eyes
turn amber as I run my palm slowly up and down your body, laughing when I see
your fangs* Well now, you seem to be wide awake.
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