[Everything about him becomes lost to her the moment she speaks his name. When her eyes slip open and she looks at him, swollen bottom lip trapped between her teeth and slowly releasing and all he can focus on is her mouth.
He hasn't even kissed her.
That thought breaks through the cloudy haze of lust and pleasure that had fallen over his mind, a silent, unwanted reminder of why they shouldn't be doing this. Of why he hasn't kissed her. Of how that would be too intimate, too close to what they're both trying to stamp down and hide.
She saves him from drowning in that thought as her body shifts, and his eyes roam over the expanse of her, a thrill of electric heat flowing down the length of his spine at how she's spread open for him. By how much she wants this, by how much she wants him. Fingers grasp her thigh, tightening and releasing in time with his thrust, until there will bruises left on the pale flesh come morning.
He's so close, the pressure building deep within him, threatening to spill over at any moment.]
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He hasn't even kissed her.
That thought breaks through the cloudy haze of lust and pleasure that had fallen over his mind, a silent, unwanted reminder of why they shouldn't be doing this. Of why he hasn't kissed her. Of how that would be too intimate, too close to what they're both trying to stamp down and hide.
She saves him from drowning in that thought as her body shifts, and his eyes roam over the expanse of her, a thrill of electric heat flowing down the length of his spine at how she's spread open for him. By how much she wants this, by how much she wants him. Fingers grasp her thigh, tightening and releasing in time with his thrust, until there will bruises left on the pale flesh come morning.
He's so close, the pressure building deep within him, threatening to spill over at any moment.]