[ While she will clean up the plant, the scratches in the wall will most likely remain for quite some time. It's not like she often has anyone in here inspecting the place for damage, and it's her fucking domain anyway. She'll keep her sex trophies where she pleases.
Her fingers grow slippery with perspiration against the wall, sliding a little every time she thinks she's found some purchase -- it's mostly his claws holding her in place, scraping the inside of her wrist. Her spine is curved so far back that it hurts to breathe, just a little, with her skin stretched tight over her ribs and his steady rhythm punching into her from below. She feels like she's floating on a cloud.
Julie lets her neck flop bonelessly backward to rest her head against his shoulder. She turns and looks up at him through fluttering lashes with a glaze over her eyes; his skin has gone pale and his veins dark, and he's just so fucking pretty that she can barely stand it. Her ears are filled with a rushing sound and her own choked gasps.
Releasing his leg, she fumbles up his arm until she finds his hand with her own shaking one. With a shuddering mewl, she tugs his hand back down, her grip weak but insistent, pushing his fingers between her thighs. ]
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Her fingers grow slippery with perspiration against the wall, sliding a little every time she thinks she's found some purchase -- it's mostly his claws holding her in place, scraping the inside of her wrist. Her spine is curved so far back that it hurts to breathe, just a little, with her skin stretched tight over her ribs and his steady rhythm punching into her from below. She feels like she's floating on a cloud.
Julie lets her neck flop bonelessly backward to rest her head against his shoulder. She turns and looks up at him through fluttering lashes with a glaze over her eyes; his skin has gone pale and his veins dark, and he's just so fucking pretty that she can barely stand it. Her ears are filled with a rushing sound and her own choked gasps.
Releasing his leg, she fumbles up his arm until she finds his hand with her own shaking one. With a shuddering mewl, she tugs his hand back down, her grip weak but insistent, pushing his fingers between her thighs. ]