[ she keeps her eyes on his while he touches her, even if she'd love to squeeze her eyes shut ( like cancelling one sense will hype up the others??? who knows ), because he's watching her and that's hard to look away from. she's already too hot where he teases her, not terribly wet, but wanting, open for it. she wasn't expecting him to take things this way so soon, was assuming they'd switch places, that she'd have to concentrate on not ripping through clothes to get him undressed, but he makes no moves for that. her body sinks just a little bit lower, just so she can keep her eyes level with his even with his hand in her hair like that. and so she can spread her knees apart that extra inch or two, another clear invitation for more.
she opens her mouth to answer him and stutters over the word "yes" the first try, brow crinkling as she whimpers ]
Yes. [ there's a smartass comment about how she knows if he wants to see her come, he knows exactly how to make that happen by now, but she can't get it out. her fingers grip into his shirt at his shoulder, controlled though, for sure, more for him to feel her grasping at him than an actual desire to pull at his shirt. she doesn't want to rip this shirt. she likes his shirt. ] Make me come for you, I want to so bad.
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she opens her mouth to answer him and stutters over the word "yes" the first try, brow crinkling as she whimpers ]
Yes. [ there's a smartass comment about how she knows if he wants to see her come, he knows exactly how to make that happen by now, but she can't get it out. her fingers grip into his shirt at his shoulder, controlled though, for sure, more for him to feel her grasping at him than an actual desire to pull at his shirt. she doesn't want to rip this shirt. she likes his shirt. ] Make me come for you, I want to so bad.