Ginger Reflections

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She had a thing for hands. She loved it when they twined their fingers together, her small hand fitting perfectly in his large one. It comforted her to know that anyone and everyone could see that they fit together.
She loved that he was so skilled with his hands too. The way his hands flowed so gracefully when he conducted his band. They way his fingers grasped the knife as he chopped vegetables for dinner. The way he wrote with his left hand. The way he gestured as he spoke. The way he turned the pages of the book he was reading. The way he held her face in his hands. The way they gripped her in that way that was his and his alone.
It gave her the shivers.
But she didn’t know exactly how skilled his hands would be in sexual matters. That was why she was a little nervous as she lay there underneath him, staring each other in the eye. This was their first time together. He leaned forward, kissed her forehead and then sat up, straddling her hips. His fingers ran across her face lightly, his palms pressed into her cheeks momentarily, and then he began to trail down. His long fingers skipped playfully over her lips and then trailed down her throat.
A small gasp floated past her lips and he smiled gently. He caressed her neck with one hand, wrapping his fingers around her throat for mere seconds only before moving on. His other hand moved just a few more inches until it hovered over her breast. She was starting to pant now and she bit her lip as she gazed up at him. He stared back down at her, almost like he was waiting for something.
“Yes,” she breathed, “Touch me. Please.”
His face softened, his eyes full of unspoken words, and his hand came to rest on her breast. Her eyes closed momentarily at the feeling of those hands she loved so much touching her so gently, then snapped open as he began to apply slight pressure, kneading her breast, fingers wrapping around her throat moments longer. She arched her back slightly, pressing herself into him.
“You feel heavenly.” He whispered, and she gave a quiet giggle before grabbing his shoulders and pulling him down to lay with her.
“Shut up, kiss me, and keep touching me with those fantastic hands of yours.”

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Welcome to the scene of the crime…”

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Model: Alexandra Fische

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