[ He's catching that, mouth pressed still to your skin, a smile curling his lips as he tracks a path upwards over your solar plexus and then there, over your heart. He'll take this slow ( please forgive him for it later ) because he's still figuring this out, taking it one step at a time.
He's kissing the corner of your mouth now, having moved back over you and it is deliberate, the way he palms the length of you in the hopes that he'll get the reaction that he wants -- you stopping at biting your lip so that he can plant a long one on you. ]
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He's kissing the corner of your mouth now, having moved back over you and it is deliberate, the way he palms the length of you in the hopes that he'll get the reaction that he wants -- you stopping at biting your lip so that he can plant a long one on you. ]