[Her flexing, bracing her legs reverberates onto him. His hand on her cheek slid to cradle beneath her neck. He turned his face on her breast to kiss its swell, hear her heartbeat, and struggle for breath.
Sliding inside and working around one another's clothes has had its own sweetness, but now he needs her flesh on his. Craning up his neck, straining back his head, he kisses her neck under jaw. Then props himself up on one forearm, palm braced to the ground, to start working at finally, fully removing her shirt and bra—his fingers a bit less dextrous than they'd been earlier. His lower body, still sheathed to the hilt, falls still for the effort, but every thrum and squeeze from her gets an answering jolt and shiver, inside and out, from him.]
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Sliding inside and working around one another's clothes has had its own sweetness, but now he needs her flesh on his. Craning up his neck, straining back his head, he kisses her neck under jaw. Then props himself up on one forearm, palm braced to the ground, to start working at finally, fully removing her shirt and bra—his fingers a bit less dextrous than they'd been earlier. His lower body, still sheathed to the hilt, falls still for the effort, but every thrum and squeeze from her gets an answering jolt and shiver, inside and out, from him.]