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His fingers lightly traced the curve of her spine even as she swung her legs over the edge of the bed. Sheets gathered in her bare lap when she bent forward to grab her discarded underwear, pulling them on once more. The bed dipped behind her and she let out a small gasp when she felt Loki caress her exposed breast, pinching and kneading the supple flesh.
“Leaving so soon?” He asked in her ear before his mouth descended on her neck.
Teeth and tongue worked together to tease her skin. She found it hard to concentrate on anything but his touch, craning her neck to allow him more space whilst arching into his palm. It was unfair how much power he had over her.
“No,” she said when the hand on her breast began sliding down her abdomen, over her belly until skillful fingers slipped past the waistband of her panties. “Just ten more minutes.”
He chuckled.
“Ten is plenty.”