He presses kisses, teeth soft against her skin, near her shoulder and nods. "Gentle," he repeats, because he is good at following directions.
He shifts a bit himself, too, already more affected than he was before by her. His skin is flushed, and he's glad of her blindfold to hide it. He curls his hand lightly around hers as she moves close, a whisper of a touch, the warmth of her brushing against his fingers.
"That's it," she murmurs, adjusting the slide of their hands to be more precise, to press just a bit harder at the top, dip their fingers just a bit deeper at the bottom.
"Nice and slow," she coaches, her hips grinding a bit forward, pulling her lip between her teeth.
He curls his fingers at the bottom, letting out a breath. She's soft and warm and enticing, and he presses a desperate sort of kiss to her back. "Slow," he repeats, and he's in no hurry to rush her through this. His other hand still curls around her, tightening against her stomach to hold her back against him. "How's that?"
As they set up a rhythm w8th their hands, Rosita's hips begin to roll to match. Small at first, but more pronounced as her arousal builds, as their fingers begin to encounter not just warmth but wetness, too, to ease the way.
She moans soft approval, leaning back against him with her entire weight now, sucking in a sharp breath at the warmth of his mouth, the scratch of his beard at her back.
"So fucking good," she groans, her other hand reaching up behind her for him. "Harder now. Just a bit -"
He can feel her arousal there, enticing and warm, and he can feel his own body reacting in turn. So close, he knows she'll feel it too.
"God, you're so good," he mutters as he accepts her weight against him. He looses his arm around her just enough to gently caress her breast, flicking his thumb against a nipple.
She does feel him, and it makes her smile; makes her laugh, softly, pleased at the mental image she has to draw since she can't simply look down, at the attention to her breasts.
It means she can feel where their skin slides together through the light sheen of sweat, her hand up by his neck and shoulder feeling his muscles work to hold her in place and follow her lead when she switches from back and forth strokes to circular attention centered on her clit.
"I can be better," she breathes, turning her head and breathing him in, her voice low and husky with want.
"Is this what you want from me? All that you want?"
"Right now? Yeah. Move your hand; I think I can figure it out on my own. Put it on the bed and leave it there," he murmurs against her skin, dipping a finger inside of her once before returning his attention to her clit.
"This is all I want from you. Just enjoy it." As much as he wants to fuck her, he wants even more to make her come just like this. In his arms, right against him, blindfolded and bare.
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.
"I can tell," he mutters in a breath of a whisper. He dips a finger inside of her again, curling it slightly, his thumb brushing against her clit. He closes his eyes, focused and attentive on her, mostly ignoring his own needs. He's aching and uncomfortable, but there's plenty of time.
Jacob was never the sort who indulged as much as he wanted. He never went to excess, and while he disregarded Joseph's preaching about full chastity and temperance, the beauty of denial is not completely lost on him. He holds himself back now, but only because of the promise of soon.
She would be perfectly happy to reciprocate, if he wanted that; she understands this too, though, the focus on her. The pleasure that can come from giving pleasure to another.
And she's eager for it. It doesn't take long before his finger hooked into her is slick with her arousal, and her breath comes shorter and harsher where she stays draped against him. She leaves the one hand where he put it, more or less, and the other struggles to find purchase - behind her on his shoulder, his neck, beside her along his arm, before ending up holding onto his leg as she grinds against the pressure of his hand between her legs.
"Fuck yes - Jacob, keep going, fuck," she breathes, voice instinctively low and unconsciously fast.
He slides another finger inside of her, fucking her that way as his own hips rock against him. "Come on," he encourages her in a whisper, lust and want evident in his voice. "You're so fucking good, just like that." He doesn't change his rhythm, doesn't change the pressure, just continues on how she likes it.
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.
Jacob's room is entirely soundproof, thanks to his little stunt with Hilbert, and Norton never took it off. He keeps his hand there between her, fixed and gentle, letting her fuck herself that way as she rises and falls. When he feels her tighten around him, he presses a desperate kiss against her skin, sucking hard to make a faint mark at the display.
"Goddamn," he breathes in her ear, slowly pulling his fingers away.
She keeps herself quiet even so, instinctively avoiding making noise, avoiding drawing danger right down on their heads.
He goes to pull away, and she just as instinctively reaches to cover his hand and keep it right where it is, massaging herself in slow, steady circles just because it feels good.
"I couldn't agree more," she pants, laughing, lounging back against him bonelessly. "I'm glad you wanted to play."
He automatically rolls his hips forward a little, laughing at himself. "Fuck, after that? It won't take much." He presses a kiss to her neck. "But I think I can last a bit longer if you want."
And she loves hands in her hair, wouldn't even mind if he were a little rougher; she can't tell him that though because she doesn't waste any time teasing him. She licks a broad, swift stripe right up the underside of his cock and then swallows it down like it's all she's thought about since he started touching her.
It's partially true. She hums her approval, bracing herself on his hip for both their sakes.
"Fuck," he breathes out, letting the word linger in the air and his fingers do dig into her scalp slightly. He doesn't tug hard, but he doesn't let her move much. She's so goddamn good at this, her mouth nothing short of the stuff in his filthiest fantasies.
"Yeah, Ro...fucking hell, that's already so good."
She does her best where he has her, hollowing her cheeks and massaging back and forth with her tongue. She likes doing this. She doesn't care what it might make others call her.
She pulls up and off with an obscenely wet sound, licking her lips and using her hand instead to jack him a few times while she says, "You don't have to go easy on me, cariño," and then she relaxes her throat and takes him in as deep as she can.
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Date: 2024-12-11 09:50 pm (UTC)He shifts a bit himself, too, already more affected than he was before by her. His skin is flushed, and he's glad of her blindfold to hide it. He curls his hand lightly around hers as she moves close, a whisper of a touch, the warmth of her brushing against his fingers.
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Date: 2024-12-11 10:13 pm (UTC)"Nice and slow," she coaches, her hips grinding a bit forward, pulling her lip between her teeth.
"Just like that."
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Date: 2024-12-12 02:36 am (UTC)Re: [Spam ]
Date: 2024-12-12 11:06 am (UTC)She moans soft approval, leaning back against him with her entire weight now, sucking in a sharp breath at the warmth of his mouth, the scratch of his beard at her back.
"So fucking good," she groans, her other hand reaching up behind her for him. "Harder now. Just a bit -"
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Date: 2024-12-12 05:03 pm (UTC)"God, you're so good," he mutters as he accepts her weight against him. He looses his arm around her just enough to gently caress her breast, flicking his thumb against a nipple.
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Date: 2024-12-12 06:21 pm (UTC)It means she can feel where their skin slides together through the light sheen of sweat, her hand up by his neck and shoulder feeling his muscles work to hold her in place and follow her lead when she switches from back and forth strokes to circular attention centered on her clit.
"I can be better," she breathes, turning her head and breathing him in, her voice low and husky with want.
"Is this what you want from me? All that you want?"
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Date: 2024-12-12 06:58 pm (UTC)"This is all I want from you. Just enjoy it." As much as he wants to fuck her, he wants even more to make her come just like this. In his arms, right against him, blindfolded and bare.
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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.
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Date: 2024-12-13 02:32 am (UTC)Jacob was never the sort who indulged as much as he wanted. He never went to excess, and while he disregarded Joseph's preaching about full chastity and temperance, the beauty of denial is not completely lost on him. He holds himself back now, but only because of the promise of soon.
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Date: 2024-12-13 11:53 am (UTC)And she's eager for it. It doesn't take long before his finger hooked into her is slick with her arousal, and her breath comes shorter and harsher where she stays draped against him. She leaves the one hand where he put it, more or less, and the other struggles to find purchase - behind her on his shoulder, his neck, beside her along his arm, before ending up holding onto his leg as she grinds against the pressure of his hand between her legs.
"Fuck yes - Jacob, keep going, fuck," she breathes, voice instinctively low and unconsciously fast.
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Date: 2024-12-13 02:21 pm (UTC)He could come like this himself.
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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.
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Date: 2024-12-13 05:48 pm (UTC)"Goddamn," he breathes in her ear, slowly pulling his fingers away.
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Date: 2024-12-14 03:57 am (UTC)He goes to pull away, and she just as instinctively reaches to cover his hand and keep it right where it is, massaging herself in slow, steady circles just because it feels good.
"I couldn't agree more," she pants, laughing, lounging back against him bonelessly. "I'm glad you wanted to play."
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Date: 2024-12-14 04:09 am (UTC)"You can have your eyes back," he sighs, too busy holding her to do it himself.
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Date: 2024-12-14 04:24 am (UTC)Then she rubs her free hand up and down the line of his thigh beside her.
"What shall we do about you? Hm?"
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Date: 2024-12-14 12:25 pm (UTC)She grinds her backside back just a bit into him, teasing.
"Will you let me get my mouth on you?"
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Date: 2024-12-14 01:43 pm (UTC)"Well, I'd better get to it," she answers, turning over to face him and sliding back to her knees between his.
"You can keep your hands on me," she encourages, reaching for his boxers to free his cock to the air and her hands.
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Date: 2024-12-14 01:50 pm (UTC)"I like your hair down like this," he mutters, the words coming in a soft hiss as his cock meets the air.
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Date: 2024-12-14 03:09 pm (UTC)It's partially true. She hums her approval, bracing herself on his hip for both their sakes.
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Date: 2024-12-15 02:44 am (UTC)"Yeah, Ro...fucking hell, that's already so good."
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Date: 2024-12-15 05:03 am (UTC)She pulls up and off with an obscenely wet sound, licking her lips and using her hand instead to jack him a few times while she says, "You don't have to go easy on me, cariño," and then she relaxes her throat and takes him in as deep as she can.
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Date: 2024-12-15 02:35 pm (UTC)She takes him down, though, and he rocks up into her mouth. He can't help it. He builds and builds, a wave that he couldn't stop even if he wanted to.
"Oh fuck, Ro...I'm - fuck - I'm close," he warns and, for the first time, his fingers let go of her hair, letting her move away if she wants.
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