[You'll feel it, then: the way he quivers beneath you, the way his breath draws in a little shorter and weaker the further you go down. And you'll feel just as much you'll hear the cut-off curse that touches the air the moment your mouth starts to wrap around him.
Most of his body pretty much melts into the sheets at that point, but his hips are lifting before he can even think of stopping them. Really: he should have more control than this. But this is you, and this small start is more than enough to get the rest of him going in breathless anticipation of whatever's going to come next.]
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Most of his body pretty much melts into the sheets at that point, but his hips are lifting before he can even think of stopping them. Really: he should have more control than this. But this is you, and this small start is more than enough to get the rest of him going in breathless anticipation of whatever's going to come next.]