"Touches feel...so very good," he mutters, when he finally is forced to pull his mouth away from hers, to allow his lungs to quiet down and quit screaming in protest - he is breathless but at the same time he is not exhausted, not wavering at the edge of darkness like he has been in the past. How strange that is!
"I want to touch you," he continues. "Everywhere."
As much as he does not want her to stop touching him, he will need her to quit so that he can be the one in control! Or at least, loosen up her grip a bit, so his hands can wander to her chest, cup her breasts in his palms, tease her nipples with his fingertips while his mouth roams her neck and throat.
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Date: 2025-01-06 04:39 am (UTC)"I want to touch you," he continues. "Everywhere."
As much as he does not want her to stop touching him, he will need her to quit so that he can be the one in control! Or at least, loosen up her grip a bit, so his hands can wander to her chest, cup her breasts in his palms, tease her nipples with his fingertips while his mouth roams her neck and throat.