A taste
by V.E. on January 8th, 2010
WHACK.
“Gah!” Elle swiveled back to Gina with one hand to her face. “What the hell was that for, Gina?”
Gina grinned. “I like you like that.”
“You like my having a bloody lip?” She made to wipe the blood away with one arm, but the other stopped her.
Slowly, Gina leaned in and licked the red from Elle’s lower lip and chin before pulling back and sucking her fingertips for effect.
Elle groaned, half in frustration and half in arousal. “You’re insatiable. I don’t heal quickly, you know.”
Gina snorted. “I won’t even be able to see the bruise by this evening. You heal much too quickly for my taste.” Her distaste turned to a pout at the end of the statement.
Elle rolled her eyes, but she couldn’t hide the twinkle there.
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3 January 2009
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