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    Heart-Shaped Box, Ch. 39

    Dana shivered involuntarily. Al, we cant.

    Alice grinned, gliding her fingers up Danas side, barely brushing her breast. And why not?

    This is Marinas office. Besides, what if someone walks in?

    The door locks. Besides, Marina wont mind. She practically told us to.

    No, she didnt, Dana protested with a frown, but was silenced by another sizzling kiss from Alice.

    Shut up, Dana. You talk too much, Alice said with a small moan as she pushed Dana on top of Marinas desk, sending papers scattering everywhere.

    Dana felt the air get knocked out of her as she fell back onto the hard surface of the desk. Alice climbed onto her, straddling Danas waist as she grinned down at her. Humming, Alice seductively stripped off her shirt and bra, throwing them carelessly behind her.

    Dana couldnt resist, and managed to sit up partway to take Alices nipple into her mouth. Alice groaned and grabbed Danas hair, tugging on it gently. Take me, Fairbanks, she muttered as Danas tongue wetly swirled slow circles around her nipple, tracing the skin gently.

    Dana growled softly and clasped Alice around the waist, flipping her over so that she could be on top. As they rolled over to switch position, they accidentally overdid it, toppling over the edge of the desk and hitting the floor with an oomph.

    Ouch, Alice muttered from under Dana. I like a little pain on occasion, but that was a bit much.

    Catching her breath, Dana shut her up by eagerly pressing their lips together, sliding a hand into the front of Alices pants as she did so.

    Alice moaned softly, pulling herself partly from her grasp to very nearly rip Danas shirt from her body. As it was, she tore one of the sleeves. Oops, sorry, she muttered, maneuvering Danas bra off. Ill get you another shirt.

    ***** the shirt, Dana said, catching Alice off-guard as she unzipped Alices jeans and rolled them down her legs along with her panties. She hungrily attacked Alices thighs with her mouth and teeth, biting and sucking her way toward the apex between her legs.

    Dana, Alice moaned, grabbing Danas dark hair and pushing her head toward where she wanted it.

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