[ Her spine arches under his other hand. He moves with her, feels the way every inch of her body clenches around him. The scent of her clouds his senses, fills them completely.
His fingers are slick when he grasps her. He rolls against her, not ready for her to stop just yet. Not until the swell of pleasure consumes his thoughts, flooding through him.
The outside world returns in a hazy rush; birds that twitter in the distance, lapping waves as the tide draws out. His toes tingle, and there's a satisfied exhale as he lays back. ]
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His fingers are slick when he grasps her. He rolls against her, not ready for her to stop just yet. Not until the swell of pleasure consumes his thoughts, flooding through him.
The outside world returns in a hazy rush; birds that twitter in the distance, lapping waves as the tide draws out. His toes tingle, and there's a satisfied exhale as he lays back. ]