[ it's not often that she invokes his name and he'd be a little more concerned if he didn't have it on good authority that she's enjoying it, the stretch of his fingers and the way they feel pressing deep into her. it's not the same as the thickness of his cock that he knows she wants, but sometimes he can't help dragging it out a little, prolonging her desire until she abandons her sweetness for something a little harsher, something more demanding.
she calls him greedy but he watches the way she grinds down against his fingers, the supple undulation of her body in a desperate bid for more. ]
That's me. [ he chuckles, low and breathy as he bites back his own moan, propping his feet against the seat to buck up into her grasp. ] A selfish, dirty man.
[ not that he sounds remorseful about it at all. he twists his fingers, parting them within the velvet clutch of her body to rubs the pad of his thumb over her clit, his free hand smoothing up her waist to tweak a pert nipple. as much as he would be content to drag a third and fourth one out of her, he has no doubt he'll take her properly after this; pulling her onto his cock after she comes just to feel her wringing his own orgasm from him, the way her voice gets higher and louder whenever he's made a mess of her. the image is enough to make his cock twitch, pressing his fingers a little harder into her with the next push in. ]
( she's very, very, very much enjoying everything he's doing to her — but she has to let him know that he has a penchant for being a smug little shit when it all comes down to it, and using his full name in a situation like this is pretty par for the course by now.
he'll drag it out of her eventually, that drive to drop her sweetness for something more primal, more feral, and it's never long before he does, especially when his own desire rivals hers, and she's barely been allowed to touch him.
she doesn't expect him to sound remorseful when she calls him out, really she would neve expect him to sound anything like it just because he knows what he's doing to her; it's a careful back-and-forth, the way they pull at one another's strings and push one another's buttons, and if he would just let her breathe she would turn the tables on him so fast that it would leave his head spinning. she has done as much before, caught him off-guard and getting him just as desperate for her as she is for him, but there is no denying that he's had the upper hand here from the very beginning. this time.
she jolts when his thumb passes over her clit, when the fingers of his free hand abuse her nipple and that alone is enough to have her clenching down on his fingers even more. so tight, so hot, so wet as the slick of her arousal begins to drip down his wrist, and the next sound out of her is very nearly pained. )
Wouldn'you— ( she slurs her words, her question, swallowing around another moan as he bucks up into the press of her hand and she seeks to tighten her fingers around him further, give him more incentive to give her what she so desperately wants. what she needs. ) Don't you wanna feel me come on your cock instead of your fingers?
( wow. who taught you how to talk like that, young lady? )
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[ it's not often that she invokes his name and he'd be a little more concerned if he didn't have it on good authority that she's enjoying it, the stretch of his fingers and the way they feel pressing deep into her. it's not the same as the thickness of his cock that he knows she wants, but sometimes he can't help dragging it out a little, prolonging her desire until she abandons her sweetness for something a little harsher, something more demanding.
she calls him greedy but he watches the way she grinds down against his fingers, the supple undulation of her body in a desperate bid for more. ]
That's me. [ he chuckles, low and breathy as he bites back his own moan, propping his feet against the seat to buck up into her grasp. ] A selfish, dirty man.
[ not that he sounds remorseful about it at all. he twists his fingers, parting them within the velvet clutch of her body to rubs the pad of his thumb over her clit, his free hand smoothing up her waist to tweak a pert nipple. as much as he would be content to drag a third and fourth one out of her, he has no doubt he'll take her properly after this; pulling her onto his cock after she comes just to feel her wringing his own orgasm from him, the way her voice gets higher and louder whenever he's made a mess of her. the image is enough to make his cock twitch, pressing his fingers a little harder into her with the next push in. ]
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he'll drag it out of her eventually, that drive to drop her sweetness for something more primal, more feral, and it's never long before he does, especially when his own desire rivals hers, and she's barely been allowed to touch him.
she doesn't expect him to sound remorseful when she calls him out, really she would neve expect him to sound anything like it just because he knows what he's doing to her; it's a careful back-and-forth, the way they pull at one another's strings and push one another's buttons, and if he would just let her breathe she would turn the tables on him so fast that it would leave his head spinning. she has done as much before, caught him off-guard and getting him just as desperate for her as she is for him, but there is no denying that he's had the upper hand here from the very beginning. this time.
she jolts when his thumb passes over her clit, when the fingers of his free hand abuse her nipple and that alone is enough to have her clenching down on his fingers even more. so tight, so hot, so wet as the slick of her arousal begins to drip down his wrist, and the next sound out of her is very nearly pained. )
Wouldn'you— ( she slurs her words, her question, swallowing around another moan as he bucks up into the press of her hand and she seeks to tighten her fingers around him further, give him more incentive to give her what she so desperately wants. what she needs. ) Don't you wanna feel me come on your cock instead of your fingers?
( wow. who taught you how to talk like that, young lady? )