[ Each reaction she gives him is proof enough of how her lacking experience - it's heady, though, to hear the sounds she makes, to watch her body move, eyes dark as he watches her. She has no reason to hide how she reacts, not necessarily shameless with it but never being told otherwise, and he's eating it up. Erik is struck by how much pleasure he wants to give her, and how little he cares about his own.
His own groan, her hips rocking back against his body, is a breathless sound against her ear, and his eyes close briefly. It's making it difficult to focus on her at first, but he's a master of his own self, without hesitation, and he nods his head. She's enjoying herself, and it's a marvel to witness. ]
Good. [ Soft praise, and one hand lifts, to curl around the strap of her outfit, to let one side of it slide along her arm. It means that he can slip his fingers in, skin on skin, and flick over her nipple with no barrier now. ] Open your legs a little wider.
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His own groan, her hips rocking back against his body, is a breathless sound against her ear, and his eyes close briefly. It's making it difficult to focus on her at first, but he's a master of his own self, without hesitation, and he nods his head. She's enjoying herself, and it's a marvel to witness. ]
Good. [ Soft praise, and one hand lifts, to curl around the strap of her outfit, to let one side of it slide along her arm. It means that he can slip his fingers in, skin on skin, and flick over her nipple with no barrier now. ] Open your legs a little wider.