[ And there's the soft and pleased hum as he's curling his fingers around your thighs and maneuvering your legs apart so that he can move.
That's his tongue tracing the circumference of your navel as he's slipping one slicked up finger into you, as his teeth catch on the tender flesh right beneath it, as his mouth clamps down as he sucks.
He's always been a giver, but giving can also be taking -- and he plans to take you to the very edge. ]
I love the way you make my name sound. [ He's not quite satisfied with the color of that bruise, so he's pressing his lips back on that same spot and worrying it a little harder. The back of his other hand is also rubbing along that little spot where your leg meets your hip, before he turns his palm over to rub little circles along the inside of your thigh. ]
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That's his tongue tracing the circumference of your navel as he's slipping one slicked up finger into you, as his teeth catch on the tender flesh right beneath it, as his mouth clamps down as he sucks.
He's always been a giver, but giving can also be taking -- and he plans to take you to the very edge. ]
I love the way you make my name sound. [ He's not quite satisfied with the color of that bruise, so he's pressing his lips back on that same spot and worrying it a little harder. The back of his other hand is also rubbing along that little spot where your leg meets your hip, before he turns his palm over to rub little circles along the inside of your thigh. ]