He's the only one she ever wants to do this with, the only boy she ever wants touching her, the only body she ever wants to touch like this. She can't ever imagine being this close to anyone else, not even Gale. She doesn't want to.
She still rests partially on her forearms, back propped up a bit by pillows. The adventurous girl in the mask wants to watch and memorize every little thing Peeta does to her body tonight. Her toes curl when he starts up a lazy rhythm with his finger, eliciting more happy gasps from her lips. Then he's doing that thing again, that thing they've tried only a couple of times before.
If his breath is like an electric shock to her system, that's nothing compared to when his tongue touches her. She moans loudly, unabashedly. "Perfect."
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She still rests partially on her forearms, back propped up a bit by pillows. The adventurous girl in the mask wants to watch and memorize every little thing Peeta does to her body tonight. Her toes curl when he starts up a lazy rhythm with his finger, eliciting more happy gasps from her lips. Then he's doing that thing again, that thing they've tried only a couple of times before.
If his breath is like an electric shock to her system, that's nothing compared to when his tongue touches her. She moans loudly, unabashedly. "Perfect."