And you're beautiful. [He murmurs against her skin, tongue finding the little spot of nerves just after and stroking over it as he listens to the sweet sounds she makes.
As very, very into foreplay as he is, though, eventually he traces his lips up over her hip and stomach, across a breast to her collarbone as his own need grows. He's so hard it almost hurts, and it presses insistently against her thigh, an unspoken question.]
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As very, very into foreplay as he is, though, eventually he traces his lips up over her hip and stomach, across a breast to her collarbone as his own need grows. He's so hard it almost hurts, and it presses insistently against her thigh, an unspoken question.]