[ For a second it seems as though that smirk will never leave his face, until she reaches behind him and-- oh. The way his hips buck at the feel of her fingers is totally involuntary, and so is the way he half-sighs, half-hisses her name as she drags her nails down his back. It’s not too painful, just enough to be pleasurable, and he has the fleeting thought, oh shit, is she secretly into S&M--?
But the thought dismisses itself when he finally takes the hint and thrusts into her again, harder and quicker this time, finding a better rhythm. He dips his head down to mouth her breast, teasing and licking and biting the bud of her nipple, as he slowly picks up speed. ]
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But the thought dismisses itself when he finally takes the hint and thrusts into her again, harder and quicker this time, finding a better rhythm. He dips his head down to mouth her breast, teasing and licking and biting the bud of her nipple, as he slowly picks up speed. ]