[There's something to the softness he inspires within her that has her on edge. They aren't romantically interested in one another, they aren't long term lovers. But there's a gentle sweetness to their soft, breathy laughs and the way he allows her to kiss him in more playful ways that has her questioning how this is going to end.
Then his fingers give a tug at her panties and manage to literally rip them off her body. She gives a sharp gasp as she hears the thin fabric tear, but isn't actually upset about it.
She teases him with a nip to his lip in counter protest, causing their teeth to brush against one another in the process. Now that any pesky layers are out of the way though, she settles and makes a content hum as she shifts against him once more. Her hips angle as both hands press against his chest, keeping him in place. It's not that she minds him moving, it's more that she gets off on being completely in control.
With her palms splayed firmly against him, she leans back so she's sitting up fully atop him. There's a second where one of her hands retreats so she can push hair behind her ear, but soon it's right back in place. With a slight exhale she rises up, positioning herself so she can bare down and guide him into position within her. There's a time and a place for tons of foreplay, but this isn't about that.
Maybe next time, if there is one, they can really take their time. She's too focused on the desperation to feel alive and feel anything at all as she slowly sinks down on his hardened length. The initial feeling is enough to make her bite at her lip as she tries to hold back a quiet murmur of arousal. ]
Don't move till I say to.
[It's not a request, but a gentle command. She needs a moment to adjust so the building emotions and sensation she's feeling don't mingle together in a way that overwhelms her.]
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Then his fingers give a tug at her panties and manage to literally rip them off her body. She gives a sharp gasp as she hears the thin fabric tear, but isn't actually upset about it.
She teases him with a nip to his lip in counter protest, causing their teeth to brush against one another in the process. Now that any pesky layers are out of the way though, she settles and makes a content hum as she shifts against him once more. Her hips angle as both hands press against his chest, keeping him in place. It's not that she minds him moving, it's more that she gets off on being completely in control.
With her palms splayed firmly against him, she leans back so she's sitting up fully atop him. There's a second where one of her hands retreats so she can push hair behind her ear, but soon it's right back in place. With a slight exhale she rises up, positioning herself so she can bare down and guide him into position within her. There's a time and a place for tons of foreplay, but this isn't about that.
Maybe next time, if there is one, they can really take their time. She's too focused on the desperation to feel alive and feel anything at all as she slowly sinks down on his hardened length. The initial feeling is enough to make her bite at her lip as she tries to hold back a quiet murmur of arousal. ]
Don't move till I say to.
[It's not a request, but a gentle command. She needs a moment to adjust so the building emotions and sensation she's feeling don't mingle together in a way that overwhelms her.]