<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/28/ElizabethHastings.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong>Elizabeth “Liz” Hastings<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Jack Williams<br/><strong>When:</strong>June 13th, late evening<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Bedroom<br/><strong>Warning: </strong>None<br/><hr/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Elizabeth carefully moved her legs to facilitate the removal of her short. “A little, and I tend to kick.” She warned him. Getting the blunt of her heel in his teeth might not be a good way to start the weekend.  She managed to control the reflex, but just barely so. Just like when he pulled onto her shorts, Liz helped as she could to make things as not awkward as she could.<br/><br/>Her mind followed the direction of his kiss and she made a small smile in anticipation of the treat to come. Of course, it depended entirely on whether he was good or not, but she was still anticipating none the less. She let one leg fall to the mattress slowly and away from him so that her leg wasn’t in his way or hindering his movements. She would do the same with the second leg as soon as he would let go of it to pursue the fondling of another part of her body.<br/><br/>Elizabeth purred soft,  her eyes closed. Her hands were flat onto the bed but she knew she would grip the sheets when he would get her over the edge. She bit her lower lip and, again, moaned softly. She wasn’t a talker. Dirty talk annoyed her, distracted her, but she wasn’t against letting her partner know that she appreciated with sounds or body language. The touches of his finger and tongue working together seemed to turn everything up a notch in intensity. Her hand started to close onto a handful of the sheets, but she didn’t want to rush, this felt really good and she wanted to enjoy it for as long as she could.<br/></div>