From Ian Fleming's "Live and Let Die"
CHAPTER 11
(Of Solitaire)
Bond cursed the broken hand that prevented him from exploring her body, taking her. he freed his right hand and put it between their bodies, felling her hard breasts, each with its pointed stigma of desire. He slipped it down her back until it came to the cleft at the base of her spine and he let it rest there, holding the centre of her body hard against him until they had kissed enough.
She took her arms away from round his neck and pushed him away.
“I hoped I would one day kiss a man like that,” she said. “And when I first saw you, I knew it would be you.”
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