[ There is a high in this: in letting his tongue tease your entrance, flicking over your hole as he breathes warmly over your exposed skin; in lightly rubbing the tip of it in rapid succession just to get you to jerk and squirm even as his fingers curl into your flesh in an unspoken command to keep still.
He widens his mouth and covers you completely, hands shifting to better cup your ass as he breaches you. He wants you not gasping, not whimpering -- but begging. He wants your inhibitions dropped, his name a prayer and a plea on your lips because your body has become a cage that only he has the key to.
It's a little while into that, that there's the distant, frustrated thought of being caught between wanting to get up and dig out the oil you so lovingly subjected him to the last time and staying right here at a stalemate.
He feels a cool, solid piece of curved something by his knee when he shifts his weight. And that's what makes him stop enough to give you temporary reprieve, because he looks down unsure over what to expect and... huh. ]
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He widens his mouth and covers you completely, hands shifting to better cup your ass as he breaches you. He wants you not gasping, not whimpering -- but begging. He wants your inhibitions dropped, his name a prayer and a plea on your lips because your body has become a cage that only he has the key to.
It's a little while into that, that there's the distant, frustrated thought of being caught between wanting to get up and dig out the oil you so lovingly subjected him to the last time and staying right here at a stalemate.
He feels a cool, solid piece of curved something by his knee when he shifts his weight. And that's what makes him stop enough to give you temporary reprieve, because he looks down unsure over what to expect and... huh. ]