His leather-clad hand came down on her upper thigh with a sharp smack and she yelped. Xnxx video She felt a brief flare of disappointment that they were gone, but his hands were so lovely all on their own that it didn’t last long. One of his hands circled her throat and pinned her to the wall, squeezing just slightly and groaning into her mouth. Yes, this position would be hard to hold after a while. Claire couldn’t help the sheepish smile. “Long dark hair tumbling down around her. He took her hands and shifted her. It was hours before they were finished and they painted in silence, apart from the opera music drifting from the kitchen, the patter of rain against the windows and the occasional rumble of thunder. “What am I going to do with you, Claire?” he murmured, gazing at his painting and then at her, pinned like a butterfly to the wall. Marc returned, pulling a pair of leather gloves on his hands and carrying a black bag. “I’m usually here every Tuesday,” she began but he shook his head, smiling slightly.
