Darcy feasted his eyes on Elizabeth's lovely shape. Her dark curly mane framed her oval face.
Even though her fine eyes were closed, he could still feel the wittiness radiating from her face. As his eyes lowered, he devoured the creamy curve of her neck, porcelain white shoulders and the swell of her breasts. His heart beat faster, and his body trembled with needs. Dragging his eyes from her enticing cherry tips, he continued the path down her body. The undulating slope of her hips and the supple thighs proved to be an even stronger temptation.
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Thank you, LE for plotting with me! Big hugs.