His voice is tight, strained, desperate; one hand playing with her, the other digging into her side as he grips, needing to hang on to her to keep up the pace. He feels like he's made of heated stone, he's so tense with pleasure, fighting to keep it under control because he needs to feel her come again, he wants nothing more than to feel that squeeze around his cock.
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Date: 2010-01-04 06:29 pm (UTC)His voice is tight, strained, desperate; one hand playing with her, the other digging into her side as he grips, needing to hang on to her to keep up the pace. He feels like he's made of heated stone, he's so tense with pleasure, fighting to keep it under control because he needs to feel her come again, he wants nothing more than to feel that squeeze around his cock.