That one gentle touch makes all rational thought flee, and the shuddering groan he gets should make that clear. Her hand melts around his prick, as much as is possible, feeling the heft and girth of him. Another wanton moan, and she has to fight down a surge of desire.
'I wouldn't want to stop... Maybe we should try... Something different.'
This time it's her turn to shift, and roll him onto his back, catching his hands and guiding them to her waist as she throws a leg over him again. She makes no attempt to keep the distance between them, wanting to feel heat against heat, needing the press of his hips against hers.
'Less temptation,' she murmurs, hoping she's right.
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That one gentle touch makes all rational thought flee, and the shuddering groan he gets should make that clear. Her hand melts around his prick, as much as is possible, feeling the heft and girth of him. Another wanton moan, and she has to fight down a surge of desire.
'I wouldn't want to stop... Maybe we should try... Something different.'
This time it's her turn to shift, and roll him onto his back, catching his hands and guiding them to her waist as she throws a leg over him again. She makes no attempt to keep the distance between them, wanting to feel heat against heat, needing the press of his hips against hers.
'Less temptation,' she murmurs, hoping she's right.