More than enough time. We do not need to rush this, do not need to hasten towards orgasm as if it is a prize.
He is the prize, and he has given me joy so many times over.
If he wishes to feel my heartbeat, slow, strong, his, then so be it. I move around behind him, awkwardly for I do not wish to jar him any further, and nestle him in between my thighs. My legs are on either side of his. I pull him close, gently, with utmost care, so that his back is against my chest and my arms around his shoulders.
I bury my face in the side of his neck and whisper love to him.
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Date: 2012-10-18 10:14 am (UTC)More than enough time. We do not need to rush this, do not need to hasten towards orgasm as if it is a prize.
He is the prize, and he has given me joy so many times over.
If he wishes to feel my heartbeat, slow, strong, his, then so be it. I move around behind him, awkwardly for I do not wish to jar him any further, and nestle him in between my thighs. My legs are on either side of his. I pull him close, gently, with utmost care, so that his back is against my chest and my arms around his shoulders.
I bury my face in the side of his neck and whisper love to him.