Ooh, that hip-waggling will get them into trouble if he's not careful. And even if he is. Basically, they're in trouble. Much too late to stop now. Normally, she'd be giggling at the play-acting; but there are more overwhelming things on her mind making her moan instead.
He is so good at making her feel good.
"Please do," she whispers as his lips descend on hers. Slow and steady, they say, wins the race; right now, it's winning him more of her moans, half muffled against his lips and thrumming in her chest. Her arms close around him to hold him close, hands splayed across his back. She'll try not to scratch him (much).
When he's finally filling her she lets out a breath and arches up against him. Right now, it seems proper to have every part of them as close together as possible. Their lips meet and part and meet again in a counter-rhythm to the one he's setting with his hips. She's not particularly musical, but percussion she could probably handle, given how easily she picks up his beat and how readily her hips will move to it.
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Date: 2016-08-08 08:42 pm (UTC)He is so good at making her feel good.
"Please do," she whispers as his lips descend on hers. Slow and steady, they say, wins the race; right now, it's winning him more of her moans, half muffled against his lips and thrumming in her chest. Her arms close around him to hold him close, hands splayed across his back. She'll try not to scratch him (much).
When he's finally filling her she lets out a breath and arches up against him. Right now, it seems proper to have every part of them as close together as possible. Their lips meet and part and meet again in a counter-rhythm to the one he's setting with his hips. She's not particularly musical, but percussion she could probably handle, given how easily she picks up his beat and how readily her hips will move to it.