I hope he's not expecting this gently. I hope he's not expecting slow. Cause neither of those are gonna happen here, and as much as I want what *I* want, and intend to take it, it would be very convenient if he ends up enjoying this as much as I know I'm going to.
I force my hand into his trousers at the hip, sliding my hand around to the front to worry the clasp open as quickly as I'm able. As soon as I've got room to maneuver, I let go of his cock, one palm splayed on his chest to press him back against me. My other hand dives low, curling between his thighs from behind and demanding entrance to his body. There's a little bit of oil left on my hands from cooking, just as much as spattered up onto them. It's not enough, but for a fingertip, for a rough taste, it's plenty.
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Date: 2012-06-23 06:28 am (UTC)I force my hand into his trousers at the hip, sliding my hand around to the front to worry the clasp open as quickly as I'm able. As soon as I've got room to maneuver, I let go of his cock, one palm splayed on his chest to press him back against me. My other hand dives low, curling between his thighs from behind and demanding entrance to his body. There's a little bit of oil left on my hands from cooking, just as much as spattered up onto them. It's not enough, but for a fingertip, for a rough taste, it's plenty.