Adrenaline

She lay there tired but ready. Anticipation gave her the strength to blush. She was no longer worried about whether or not she would be in the mood. That vanished when they locked eyes. As he stared down at her with a hungry grin her heart skipped and lips moistened. The black jeans she wore now grew restrained and burdensome. It was as if he knew her very thoughts because on cue he suggested removing them with a playful growl. Giggling, she smiled broadly turning her face away so that he could not see the want in her eyes.

Black, Legs, Jeans, Tired, Worried

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