Gently, he sips at her lips. Tracing his fingers away from her thigh, he presses his hand between them and strokes her clit ever so gently. He knows what she wants, and he wants it as well.
"I've got you. Hold on and let go." He whispers into her ear. Gently, he begins moving faster, his thumb acting as counterpoint.
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"I've got you. Hold on and let go." He whispers into her ear. Gently, he begins moving faster, his thumb acting as counterpoint.