When it makes it hard to focus on my Big O? Yeah. Just – keep your mouth busy...
[ It was like he knew every curl of his fingers and stroke of his tongue would be her undoing. The girl may put on a front about her feelings most of the time, but she's honest about this. How she looks down to watch the magic unfold, as he uses muscle memory on every sweet spot she may have had. It was uncomfortable at first, makes her feel as if she was literally melting against him – but Peter seems to be rolling with the punches as usual. This time, the punches were just a twitch of her hips – where she grinds up to meet his own efforts.
As he talks, he's not focusing – but she has to indulge him. ]
Pfft... sweetie, you had to – nnn, take the spot from my favorite Thai place... [ What, was this Myspace Top 8? She's joking, laughing to try and keep the mood light – but those laughs turn into a sharp cry of pleasure when those lips kiss in just the right way and his fingers do things hers just haven't in a while. The girl was pent up, sure – but when he lets his smugness and confidence battle her own need for him... she was on a fast-track to reaching their destination. ] Fuck.
Peter.
[ When she says its name, its full of longing. Full of love and full of a disbelief that he was working her into a frenzy. He's doing something right and it was a simple affirmation, a praise she'll know he could stand to hear. Her own bottom lip feels bruised from how hard her teeth gnash against it, where she feels run ragged already – so she gives a warning. ]
Close already... don't boost your ego too – nnn, too high – just get me there...
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[ It was like he knew every curl of his fingers and stroke of his tongue would be her undoing. The girl may put on a front about her feelings most of the time, but she's honest about this. How she looks down to watch the magic unfold, as he uses muscle memory on every sweet spot she may have had. It was uncomfortable at first, makes her feel as if she was literally melting against him – but Peter seems to be rolling with the punches as usual. This time, the punches were just a twitch of her hips – where she grinds up to meet his own efforts.
As he talks, he's not focusing – but she has to indulge him. ]
Pfft... sweetie, you had to – nnn, take the spot from my favorite Thai place... [ What, was this Myspace Top 8? She's joking, laughing to try and keep the mood light – but those laughs turn into a sharp cry of pleasure when those lips kiss in just the right way and his fingers do things hers just haven't in a while. The girl was pent up, sure – but when he lets his smugness and confidence battle her own need for him... she was on a fast-track to reaching their destination. ] Fuck.
Peter.
[ When she says its name, its full of longing. Full of love and full of a disbelief that he was working her into a frenzy. He's doing something right and it was a simple affirmation, a praise she'll know he could stand to hear. Her own bottom lip feels bruised from how hard her teeth gnash against it, where she feels run ragged already – so she gives a warning. ]
Close already... don't boost your ego too – nnn, too high – just get me there...