[She thanks her lucky stars that he guides her to straddle him. A hint of a smirk tugs at the corner of her lips as she rises up on her knees just enough to let him pull her dress free. It's easily tugged off, and she pulls it out of his hands so she can toss it onto the floor.
Still resting on her knees against the bed, she realizes that for once she's taller than he is. Not one to just let that go to waste, she takes advantage of the position so she can curl forward over him. Her lips seek out his once more, more heated and insistent this time. She kisses him with hunger and a quiet desperation as her hand slips upward, palm pressing gently against his cheek.
She takes her time with him now, any impatience forgotten as she simply enjoys the way he feels beneath her. Her other hand that's resting against his chest slips downward, stopping briefly to press against his stomach. It doesn't stay in place there for long before her touch drifts down lower still. Her fingers curl around his length, lightly touching and slowly stroking.
Her lips break from his long enough to catch her breath, and with a contented sigh her forehead rests against his. Knees shift as her thighs press against his legs more firmly, and she lowers herself to rest in his lap once more.]
You're sure this is okay?
[He's not judging her, maybe. But she wants to hear him say he wants this and he's not just doing it to appease her.]
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Still resting on her knees against the bed, she realizes that for once she's taller than he is. Not one to just let that go to waste, she takes advantage of the position so she can curl forward over him. Her lips seek out his once more, more heated and insistent this time. She kisses him with hunger and a quiet desperation as her hand slips upward, palm pressing gently against his cheek.
She takes her time with him now, any impatience forgotten as she simply enjoys the way he feels beneath her. Her other hand that's resting against his chest slips downward, stopping briefly to press against his stomach. It doesn't stay in place there for long before her touch drifts down lower still. Her fingers curl around his length, lightly touching and slowly stroking.
Her lips break from his long enough to catch her breath, and with a contented sigh her forehead rests against his. Knees shift as her thighs press against his legs more firmly, and she lowers herself to rest in his lap once more.]
You're sure this is okay?
[He's not judging her, maybe. But she wants to hear him say he wants this and he's not just doing it to appease her.]