Her rhythm stutters. She's still so fucking new to this, riding him like a pony [has she ever gotten horseback riding lessons before? he needs to ask her sometime], and he bucks beneath her and curses under his breath as her fingertip catches in the hoop of his nipple ring. The visual is amazing; he can see himself slip in and out of her, slick against the shiny covering of the condom [he'd look better against her skin, but he's not going to fuck this up with Rachel]. It's enough to make him grab onto the backs of her thighs and help her rise up and down on him, arching his hips and pushing deeper into her, helping her bounce.
She gives up eventually, lying fully atop him and shifting her hips against his as she licks against jaw. "Baby," he breathes, his eyes closed and jaw slack. "Rach." With a sudden burst of energy, he flips them to lie between her thighs, his palms pressed to the mattress. "I got this," he mutters, his eyes nearly rolling back in his head as he drops his ear to press to her chest, thrusting his hips against hers to the rhythm of her racing heartbeat.
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Date: 2011-11-29 06:13 am (UTC)She gives up eventually, lying fully atop him and shifting her hips against his as she licks against jaw. "Baby," he breathes, his eyes closed and jaw slack. "Rach." With a sudden burst of energy, he flips them to lie between her thighs, his palms pressed to the mattress. "I got this," he mutters, his eyes nearly rolling back in his head as he drops his ear to press to her chest, thrusting his hips against hers to the rhythm of her racing heartbeat.