Her body ripples with that touch, her face twisting up in a grimace. Her grip on him tightens, hands, legs, cunt, all of it. A tight pleading sound slips from her lips.
"Not yet."
He has her completely at his mercy, she knows. But this is too good to rush. He touches her again and she responds, sinking into that kiss again, knowing what's coming and powerless to stop it.
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"Not yet."
He has her completely at his mercy, she knows. But this is too good to rush. He touches her again and she responds, sinking into that kiss again, knowing what's coming and powerless to stop it.