[ He takes his time. She doesn't realize it until he has worked his way up to her clit and started sucking ardently at it that the rest was just exploration because it felt incredible, better than anything she's ever felt. As ready as she is, as wanting, she could have come from that alone, she thinks, but this … this is better. What a shame it would have been to miss this.
Rey has ascended to a higher plane, she's certain. Her body is weightless and floating, but simultaneously rife with a tension that only the soft, attentive efforts of his mouth can soothe. He's stoking the fire and putting it out all at once. It's impossible. A paradox. A —
She cries out, soft and lilting, a tremor picking up in her thighs. It's hard not to squirm away from his mouth, but Rey is pragmatic and has a strong command of her own body. It's the only thing that's kept her alive this long. So she holds resolutely still to let him work, and she's rewarded. Wave after wave of pleasure laps up at her, dragging her deep and deeper into this fever. ]
So good. [ She reiterates this more than once as he works, and after a few moments, begins to actually rock her hips into the feeling, drawing more out of it.
Her cunt twitches, throbs, with the pleasure he gives her. The walls clench up around nothing and she becomes keenly aware of the absence, the void inside of her. She wants him. Wants to bury him all the way to the hilt and ride him until his spend is overflowing from her cunt just as it had out of her mouth, but — Not today. Not today.
Still, she pleas. ] More. [ A whimper punctuates this. She has to be more specific she knows. So — ] I want you in me, Ben, please.
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Rey has ascended to a higher plane, she's certain. Her body is weightless and floating, but simultaneously rife with a tension that only the soft, attentive efforts of his mouth can soothe. He's stoking the fire and putting it out all at once. It's impossible. A paradox. A —
She cries out, soft and lilting, a tremor picking up in her thighs. It's hard not to squirm away from his mouth, but Rey is pragmatic and has a strong command of her own body. It's the only thing that's kept her alive this long. So she holds resolutely still to let him work, and she's rewarded. Wave after wave of pleasure laps up at her, dragging her deep and deeper into this fever. ]
So good. [ She reiterates this more than once as he works, and after a few moments, begins to actually rock her hips into the feeling, drawing more out of it.
Her cunt twitches, throbs, with the pleasure he gives her. The walls clench up around nothing and she becomes keenly aware of the absence, the void inside of her. She wants him. Wants to bury him all the way to the hilt and ride him until his spend is overflowing from her cunt just as it had out of her mouth, but — Not today. Not today.
Still, she pleas. ] More. [ A whimper punctuates this. She has to be more specific she knows. So — ] I want you in me, Ben, please.