'All right,' he panted, his hands sliding up her torso, over her heaving breasts.

He stood for a second and watched her, particularly her heaving tumultuous breast.

Her hair was disheveled and her face streaked with a line of dust, but her heaving small breasts were pretty.

He looked up from her heaving breasts, and her breath caught at the hunger in his gaze.

He kissed along her neck and shoulders, then sought for her heaving breasts.

He held her wrists to the bed as he paused over her heaving breasts.

Then, when she was quiet, he let his hand slide down her body, enjoying her heaving breasts.

She gathered the cloak over her heaving breasts and looked at Blade with a mingle of awe and anger.

"All mine," he growled as a single button slid free of its fragile mooring over her heaving breasts.

"You're ready, all right, my lovely," he grunted, burying his lips between her heaving breasts.