He speaks between kisses, as tiny spasms of arousal flare through him in anticipation, pads of his fingers rubbing tiny circles between her legs. He has to take his hand away though, just for a bit. Just to steady her as he leans back against the wall, and draws his knees up until his feet are flat on the bed.
Perhaps he should give her a heads up. But he doesn't, because he doesn't want her to tighten up in anticipation. He just holds her hips still, and pulls back an inch or so, then pushes up into her, so slowly he's barely sure he's doing it. He must be though, because a bolt of pleasure shoots up into his gut, and blossoms outwards, seeping through his system as he pulls back to do it again.
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He speaks between kisses, as tiny spasms of arousal flare through him in anticipation, pads of his fingers rubbing tiny circles between her legs. He has to take his hand away though, just for a bit. Just to steady her as he leans back against the wall, and draws his knees up until his feet are flat on the bed.
Perhaps he should give her a heads up. But he doesn't, because he doesn't want her to tighten up in anticipation. He just holds her hips still, and pulls back an inch or so, then pushes up into her, so slowly he's barely sure he's doing it. He must be though, because a bolt of pleasure shoots up into his gut, and blossoms outwards, seeping through his system as he pulls back to do it again.
'How's that feel?'