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Post by caleb gavin on May 17, 2011 17:24:50 GMT -5
She wasn't pushing him away, she was trying to get closer. Caleb, taking this as a good sign, slid his hand into her hair and kissed her with more pressure, his lips moving with hers. If this was what kissing was like, he wanted to do it all the time.
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Post by eleanor branstone on May 17, 2011 17:28:57 GMT -5
With Caleb's gesture, Elle eased herself back finding that she had grabbed a fist full of his shirt to guide him down with her. She had never been so bold with a boy before Kevin but now Elle found that she was acting out desires that she otherwise would have kept to herself.
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Post by caleb gavin on May 17, 2011 20:45:00 GMT -5
As she pulled him down, Caleb couldn't help but to worry about crushing her, and so changed positions, rolling so he straddled one of her legs, still propping himself above her body with one hand as he tried to meet her demands to kiss her more intensely. He'd never done anything like this; he wasn't sure what to do next.
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Post by eleanor branstone on May 17, 2011 21:05:46 GMT -5
Elle, since Caleb was so willingly accommodating to her wants, loosened her vice-like grip on his shirt moving her hand over his shoulder kneading there for a moment before letting her fingers slip to his bicep, muscles taunt because he was supporting his weight over her.
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Post by caleb gavin on May 18, 2011 1:07:45 GMT -5
It was all too much and, unsure if he was doing the right thing or not, Caleb opened his mouth slightly as he kissed her, hoping that this would be something else she was pleased with.
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Post by eleanor branstone on May 18, 2011 1:15:38 GMT -5
That opportunity was something that she couldn't pass up. If not for Kevin, Elle wouldn't have known what to do next but she had been taught well and so, let her tongue venture into Caleb's mouth exploring inside.
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Post by caleb gavin on May 19, 2011 17:19:04 GMT -5
He nearly fell on her, the sensation was so overwhelming. Where had such a sweet girl learned something like that? Well even if he had the faculties, Caleb asn't sure he cared. His tongue met hers, as he thought it was meant to, and he groaned softly, amazed at how good it felt.
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Post by eleanor branstone on May 19, 2011 17:39:17 GMT -5
That sound that he made had Elle's heart skipping a beat. Her breathing became more shallow, Caleb's presence consuming her to block out everything else around.
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Post by caleb gavin on May 19, 2011 17:43:23 GMT -5
He was lost in her, unable to even process the fact that his own breathing was shallow because he was to engrossed in the feelings her lips and tongue were eliciting. His hand tangled further into her hair, out of reflex, his body lowering slightly for more contact.
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Post by eleanor branstone on May 19, 2011 18:12:04 GMT -5
That strong grip on her hair was so masculine causing butterflies to stir in her stomach. As Caleb lowered himself, Elle arched her back slightly to press against him harder. Her fingernail gently grasped into his arm wanting to hold him to her.
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Post by caleb gavin on May 20, 2011 11:32:21 GMT -5
Caleb had no idea what he was doing, but he knew he wanted more. Lowering himself completely, so their bodies were pressed together, his balancing hand slid up her thigh and straight under her shirt, stopping to rest on the smooth skin just below her bra. Her skin was heated - as he was sure his was, as well - and it was so... perfect. He had never touched a girl like this before, he had never been kissed this way, either. But he was happy it was happening now!
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Post by eleanor branstone on May 20, 2011 12:19:27 GMT -5
His hand touching the bare skin under her shirt sent an electric shock through her body. Elle moaned deeply into Caleb's mouth wanting him even more than she had before. Both arms quickly came up to wrap around his neck, one hand gripping the back tightly. Pulling away slightly, needing to catch her breath Elle looked into Caleb's eyes searchingly before dotting a trail of kisses from his cheek, along his jaw, then down his neck, sucking and licking gently in choice places.
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Post by caleb gavin on May 20, 2011 15:16:56 GMT -5
His head tilted backwards to accommodate her movements, and Caleb groaned. She was talented; she was very talented. Besides that, she was interested in him! He'd never felt anything like this, but he was still going to try and push his luck, sliding his hand under her bra to see if that would elicit another reaction from her.
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Post by eleanor branstone on May 20, 2011 16:20:18 GMT -5
The further that Caleb got with her the more she wanted. Elle reattached her lips to his letting her hands move down over his shoulders again, exploring his upper body, raking over his back, all from the desire to have more. She wanted him so badly, her pulse was running a million miles a minute.
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Post by caleb gavin on May 20, 2011 16:23:53 GMT -5
It was Caleb who broke their kiss this time, swallowing thickly with an apologetic smile. "I.. uh... this is... but outside isn't the place" He stuttered out, knowing that if they continued he wouldn't be able to stop - since stopping now was almost physically painful. His hand slid back to her ribcage and he kissed her again, because that much was fine, it was having her shirt pulled up to show her bra that he was concerned with.
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