She could feel him getting close; could feel the tension under her fingers, the throbbing against her lips, but it wasn’t quite enough and she was running out of air. Of course she could stop, she could resurface and finish with her hand, but she had been so boastful that now she was determined to get him off in one breath, not that he would complain if she didn’t. When it came to her, and especially to their sex life, Clint rarely complained.
Stroking him faster, this time when she drew her lips back along his length she let her teeth scrap along him as well.
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Date: 2014-04-24 10:43 pm (UTC)From:Stroking him faster, this time when she drew her lips back along his length she let her teeth scrap along him as well.