Her hips hitch, chasing that pressure from that finger, as eager to be fucked as she can feel that he is eager to fuck her - but she pulls her hand back obediently, splays it palm out on the bed before her fingers curl into the blankets.
"I can do that," she pants, her nails crooking into his skin involuntarily when he hits a spot just right. "You can go harder now. I want you to go harder now."
It's the last instruction she gives him, in case he's still bound by her initial advisory to go gentle, go slow. She shifts against him, liking how his body frames hers, savoring his attention on her.
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Date: 2024-12-13 12:31 am (UTC)"I can do that," she pants, her nails crooking into his skin involuntarily when he hits a spot just right. "You can go harder now. I want you to go harder now."
It's the last instruction she gives him, in case he's still bound by her initial advisory to go gentle, go slow. She shifts against him, liking how his body frames hers, savoring his attention on her.