He's moaning and gasping her name and she thinks that if this is how she sounded on Saturday while he worked her then she sounded pretty fucking hot. He says her name and she suddenly understands exactly what he was saying earlier about the way her name sounded on his lips, how it drove him crazy because she fucking loves the way her name sounds on his lips and its not just because she's a bit of an egomaniac. She keeps pumping him, slowing until finally she stops and reaches for tissues on the nightstand, wiping herself clean.
For a few minutes, she just lays curled against him, letting him catch his breath. Then she says "You said you'd show me how to...do it. Myself. Do you have to be-..." Hard? "For that?" 'Cause she's kind of uncomfortable here and if you can't fuck her then she's gotta figure out something.
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Date: 2011-11-17 05:51 am (UTC)For a few minutes, she just lays curled against him, letting him catch his breath. Then she says "You said you'd show me how to...do it. Myself. Do you have to be-..." Hard? "For that?" 'Cause she's kind of uncomfortable here and if you can't fuck her then she's gotta figure out something.