She couldn’t get a good grip on his ass, not like he had on hers, with him sitting down, but that didn’t stop her from massaging the strong muscles under her hand, relishing in how they felt as he moved and thrust.

He changed the angle just enough that his next thrust made her gasp, her fingers tightening just a little on his flesh. “Right there,” she murmured, closing her eyes and tilting her head back in pure and utter pleasure. Her legs around him tightened, drawing him in as far as possible. She felt him shuddering, throbbing, and knew he was close, but he was doing a damn good job catching her up. Still, she couldn’t resist the urge to trace her fingers along his tailbone, teasing just at the top of his cleft. “Come for me,” she purred, consciously clenching her muscles even tighter as she drew back before taking him all in again.