Pressing her palms flat against the counter, she was pleased to find that he took no more prompting than that one statement. She had thought he might want her to give him more direct orders of everything she wanted, but there was so little time and she fortunately he let her one directive be enough.
Pressing back against him, she let out a soft moan as he glided against her, sliding through her folds but not yet penetrating. With her pants constricting her movement her thighs were kept together and she squeezed them around him as he massaged and teased her breasts through her shirt.
Raising her eyes back to the mirror when he spoke, she met his gaze in the mirror and felt an extra thrill run through her. There was something strangely erotic about watching him like this, watching his hands caress her body while he nibbled at her skin.
“Yes,” she murmured, clenching her thighs again. “You feel so good.”
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Date: 2014-03-01 08:48 pm (UTC)From:Pressing back against him, she let out a soft moan as he glided against her, sliding through her folds but not yet penetrating. With her pants constricting her movement her thighs were kept together and she squeezed them around him as he massaged and teased her breasts through her shirt.
Raising her eyes back to the mirror when he spoke, she met his gaze in the mirror and felt an extra thrill run through her. There was something strangely erotic about watching him like this, watching his hands caress her body while he nibbled at her skin.
“Yes,” she murmured, clenching her thighs again. “You feel so good.”