[ There's a quiet laugh. She moves so easily under his hands; he pushes her back down in response to that, because everything gives him plenty of room to decide what he wants first.
And what he wants first is to taste her. Make her pull harder on his hair in that way that tells him she's not thinking about anything at all except more.
His hand runs up the length of her thigh. He breathes gently over her, teasing with his fingers until he can feel the heat radiating from her. It sends an electric jolt up his spine. He delves in with his tongue, ducking deep between her legs. ]
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And what he wants first is to taste her. Make her pull harder on his hair in that way that tells him she's not thinking about anything at all except more.
His hand runs up the length of her thigh. He breathes gently over her, teasing with his fingers until he can feel the heat radiating from her. It sends an electric jolt up his spine. He delves in with his tongue, ducking deep between her legs. ]