[ He gets the idea quite easily, and looks pleasantly surprised by it. He could feel a subtle, unexpected strength in that push. That seemed to excite him as he responded to her gesture.
Once he slit back onto the bed, his hands immediately found her again, slowly tugging up her dress so his hand could slide under it. ]
( her hand catches his, bringing it to her lips as she moves to sit just above his knees, giving her plenty of access )
In good time.
( she places his hand back beside him as she leans up to kiss him, firm yet brief as she presses kisses down his chest, motions slowing as she reaches his hips. but she doesn't stop kissing, pressing open mouthed kisses to his cock through the layers of his pants.
one hand moves to rest on his thigh, tracing one finger in a light gesture up and down in short strokes, each one edging closer to his cock but falling shy, letting the focus for now remain with her mouth )
[ Confusion flickered over his face as she pushed his hand away. He'd spent so long believing he knew what women preferred. As she traced a line down his chest, he almost wanted to tell her that wasn't necessary. He didn't expect that of her. But she didn't strike him as the sort of woman who did anything but what she wanted.
And any thoughts of protest fled his mind as her lips found his pants. His head fell back as she teased at him, a soft sound escaping his throat. He'd already grown firm beneath his trousers from her kissing alone, but now he really responded. And his hips began to squirm slightly as hear fingers merely threatened to join the teasing. He was eager, to say the least. ]
( she smiles at the sound, kissing more insistently, letting her fingers push between his legs, raising hips to give herself some room. rather than touch his cock or unzip him she lets her fingers slide a little lower, knowing just how sensitive other parts can be too.
and he's responding perfectly, not just in the fill of his cock, firmer bulge under her lips but in his sounds, the slightest of shifts in his hips.
her other hand grasps at his shirt, tugging it free from his pants to slide her hand along his chest, light graze of her nails as she roms over his stomach )
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Once he slit back onto the bed, his hands immediately found her again, slowly tugging up her dress so his hand could slide under it. ]
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In good time.
( she places his hand back beside him as she leans up to kiss him, firm yet brief as she presses kisses down his chest, motions slowing as she reaches his hips. but she doesn't stop kissing, pressing open mouthed kisses to his cock through the layers of his pants.
one hand moves to rest on his thigh, tracing one finger in a light gesture up and down in short strokes, each one edging closer to his cock but falling shy, letting the focus for now remain with her mouth )
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And any thoughts of protest fled his mind as her lips found his pants. His head fell back as she teased at him, a soft sound escaping his throat. He'd already grown firm beneath his trousers from her kissing alone, but now he really responded. And his hips began to squirm slightly as hear fingers merely threatened to join the teasing. He was eager, to say the least. ]
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and he's responding perfectly, not just in the fill of his cock, firmer bulge under her lips but in his sounds, the slightest of shifts in his hips.
her other hand grasps at his shirt, tugging it free from his pants to slide her hand along his chest, light graze of her nails as she roms over his stomach )