[ She takes the moment to draw in a deep, shaky breath when he breaks their kiss, sighing softly into his ear as she curls her arm around his neck. Slowly, she drags her free hand down his collarbone and chest, touching, urging, pushing back as they get lost in each other. When she has him like this it's hard for her not to leg go. He makes her feel wanted and sexy-- like she's the only woman who could ever make him feel this way and it makes her feel good.
On the other hand, despite it all, she knows he won't make a move without her consent. It's a small habit that she's come to realize is just a protected layer of respect. She appreciates it, even admires it. It just goes to show that even when he's at his limits he's thinking about her and what she wants as well.
And what she wants is to hear him moan and lose control. It only takes her a few moments to shift a little higher, aligning herself with one slow, fluid motion before she's slowly sinking onto him, lips parting to let out a soft mewl, her cheeks blushing pink and eyes fluttering but lidded and dark and locked on his. Everything in her expression is telling him to watch her, to see what he does to her, to LOOK at the pleasure in her eyes as she takes him wholly. ]
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On the other hand, despite it all, she knows he won't make a move without her consent. It's a small habit that she's come to realize is just a protected layer of respect. She appreciates it, even admires it. It just goes to show that even when he's at his limits he's thinking about her and what she wants as well.
And what she wants is to hear him moan and lose control. It only takes her a few moments to shift a little higher, aligning herself with one slow, fluid motion before she's slowly sinking onto him, lips parting to let out a soft mewl, her cheeks blushing pink and eyes fluttering but lidded and dark and locked on his. Everything in her expression is telling him to watch her, to see what he does to her, to LOOK at the pleasure in her eyes as she takes him wholly. ]