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Who: James Campbell and Ava Marcus
What: "I won't tell a soul, no one has to know..."
Where: Sydney, Australia
When: After this
Ava hadn’t been sure if she and James would end up going all the way, but going all the way they did. In fact, he managed to get her all the way three times in a row and it had been years since she managed a multiple orgasm. In the post-coital aftermath before either of them had a chance to catch their breath, let alone process what just happened, James’ phone rang with an incoming call from Sam, so James apologised to her for needing to answer, making a point of telling her in any other situation, he would’ve let it go to voicemail.
He stayed in her bed amongst the nest of ruffled sheets while he took the call and didn’t seem to mind she was still there beside him hearing at least his side of the conversation. Still gloriously naked, he was lying on his side as he spoke with Sam and the sheets were only draped over his legs, giving Ava a prime view of his bare arse. She couldn’t help it if she took full advantage of that, admiring the view and taking in the tattoos he had above his left shoulder blade and on his right buttcheek. The one on his shoulder was the American and Australian flags crossed, and the one on his bum was the stoned turtle from Finding Nemo, which made her smile and nearly laugh when she saw it. It made her wonder if he had others she had been too distracted by his various talented body parts to notice earlier.
( The call ended and James reached over to put his phone back on the bedside table... )
LOG, COMPLETE
What: "I won't tell a soul, no one has to know..."
Where: Sydney, Australia
When: After this
Ava hadn’t been sure if she and James would end up going all the way, but going all the way they did. In fact, he managed to get her all the way three times in a row and it had been years since she managed a multiple orgasm. In the post-coital aftermath before either of them had a chance to catch their breath, let alone process what just happened, James’ phone rang with an incoming call from Sam, so James apologised to her for needing to answer, making a point of telling her in any other situation, he would’ve let it go to voicemail.
He stayed in her bed amongst the nest of ruffled sheets while he took the call and didn’t seem to mind she was still there beside him hearing at least his side of the conversation. Still gloriously naked, he was lying on his side as he spoke with Sam and the sheets were only draped over his legs, giving Ava a prime view of his bare arse. She couldn’t help it if she took full advantage of that, admiring the view and taking in the tattoos he had above his left shoulder blade and on his right buttcheek. The one on his shoulder was the American and Australian flags crossed, and the one on his bum was the stoned turtle from Finding Nemo, which made her smile and nearly laugh when she saw it. It made her wonder if he had others she had been too distracted by his various talented body parts to notice earlier.
( The call ended and James reached over to put his phone back on the bedside table... )
LOG, COMPLETE