[ She coos and murmurs in his ear, tightens her hand and grazes with her nails. The sound that comes out of him makes her core throb so hard that she shudders. He spills over her hand, her stomach, and she sighs against his cheek.
There's no need for him to move, not really. It's not like she has other plans. He catches his breath and she wraps her free arm around his neck, her hand cradling the back of his head. There is not a single thought in her brain, not beyond the immediacy of his weight, his warmth above her. ]
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There's no need for him to move, not really. It's not like she has other plans. He catches his breath and she wraps her free arm around his neck, her hand cradling the back of his head. There is not a single thought in her brain, not beyond the immediacy of his weight, his warmth above her. ]