[ The sounds he makes, how readily his cock grows hard in her hand, goes straight down her middle in a hot wave, mind blank until she's told to hold on and wait with a light groan. Lifted and placed on his lap, arms wrap around August's neck in a kind of intimacy that messes with her heart, smile small and dazed, legs settled and body tilted back.
(Okay, so he's strong. That means she can picture him taking care of her, picking her up, holding her down—)
Keeping her eyes off him is about as challenging as keeping her hands to herself, she finds. The proximity makes up for the seconds spent lacking, though, like their bodies were always meant to fit together, and Cellar would be chasing another needy kiss if August hadn't leaned in first, navel dipping as the beginning of an erection brushes against his shaft, polyester stretched with a gentle twitch.
The gasp is followed by a mirthful exhale, fingers buried in wet hair to keep his lips and teeth on her neck, hips pushing forward with a slow, curling roll. Her cheek rests next to his temple, loose grip on his arm giving it a shaky squeeze when she moans. She's already leaking, greedy for his touch and his mouth. ]
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(Okay, so he's strong. That means she can picture him taking care of her, picking her up, holding her down—)
Keeping her eyes off him is about as challenging as keeping her hands to herself, she finds. The proximity makes up for the seconds spent lacking, though, like their bodies were always meant to fit together, and Cellar would be chasing another needy kiss if August hadn't leaned in first, navel dipping as the beginning of an erection brushes against his shaft, polyester stretched with a gentle twitch.
The gasp is followed by a mirthful exhale, fingers buried in wet hair to keep his lips and teeth on her neck, hips pushing forward with a slow, curling roll. Her cheek rests next to his temple, loose grip on his arm giving it a shaky squeeze when she moans. She's already leaking, greedy for his touch and his mouth. ]
Please—