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[She easily wraps her arms around his neck, his shoulders, burying her face into the trails her hands and fingers have left, a violent tremor running through her at the urging of his hand. She muffles the cry of his name into his skin, voice rasped and hoarse as her hips lift towards, against him. Her fingertips press into the outline of his scapula, trailing the swooping curve before keying down his spine like a piano, to the small of his back.

Nerves already heightened and sensitive from before, from their continued union, don't take much to drive her forward. It's only a matter of moments before she's found the edge, hips bucking wildly against his hand, muscles and velvet skin spasming around him in forceful waves.]