[ She finally lets the last of her underthings fall to the floor and glances at him, catching his gaze for a moment. It freezes her there briefly, caught in the sheer want rolling off of him in waves. Despite what he might think, she thinks he looks incredibly sexy right now, mussed up and flushed and watching her with that look on his face.
The feeling is mutual, because she's never wanted anyone or anything more than she wants him right now.
So she moves back to the bed, and even deigns to do him the favor of tugging off his boots before kneeling over him again and working his pants off. And then she's straddling him again, hovering just above him- she considers teasing him a little more, but the thought flickers and goes out without much ceremony. Teasing him has been amazing, but she wants- needs- to feel him. She lowers herself down, taking him inside her and fuck he feels so good. A low moan escapes her as she settles herself. ]
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The feeling is mutual, because she's never wanted anyone or anything more than she wants him right now.
So she moves back to the bed, and even deigns to do him the favor of tugging off his boots before kneeling over him again and working his pants off. And then she's straddling him again, hovering just above him- she considers teasing him a little more, but the thought flickers and goes out without much ceremony. Teasing him has been amazing, but she wants- needs- to feel him. She lowers herself down, taking him inside her and fuck he feels so good. A low moan escapes her as she settles herself. ]