The angle is all wrong, of course, but she recognizes the movement of his hips on some subconscious level - she works, even, to rock herself between the press and plunge of his fingers, and the way he's moving behind her. She pulls her lip through her teeth, moaning in a way that peaks with the forward roll of her hips, slacks with the backward slide of the same.
And then she's losing herself, losing the rhythm of it as her orgasm builds, until she's bucking in stutters and stops between his fingers snug inside her, and the solid wall of him behind her.
She grabs onto him, his name on her lips a keen of sound, shuddering into climax.
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Date: 2024-12-13 04:11 pm (UTC)And then she's losing herself, losing the rhythm of it as her orgasm builds, until she's bucking in stutters and stops between his fingers snug inside her, and the solid wall of him behind her.
She grabs onto him, his name on her lips a keen of sound, shuddering into climax.