His words are thick and low, and then he laughs. Not a lot, just a brief single sound, but it makes a shiver travel through my spine.
Makes my heart feel like it's dancing.
He moves, and then presses his face to my neck. I wrap my arms around him, one hand resting over the back of his head, the other pressing between his shoulder blades, holding him close.
We start to move together, and it's slow. It probably needs to be slow, at least at first. I need it to be slow, and I think he needs it too.
I can feel every fraction of his movements inside me. Pulling back, pressing forward. Can feel the angle shift slightly here and there, especially when I move my own hips...
Then suddenly there's that familiar jolt of pleasure, and I grip a little more tightly to his hair, a sharp tremble running through me. I tip my head back and gasp softly, eyes closed and lips quivering.
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Makes my heart feel like it's dancing.
He moves, and then presses his face to my neck. I wrap my arms around him, one hand resting over the back of his head, the other pressing between his shoulder blades, holding him close.
We start to move together, and it's slow. It probably needs to be slow, at least at first. I need it to be slow, and I think he needs it too.
I can feel every fraction of his movements inside me. Pulling back, pressing forward. Can feel the angle shift slightly here and there, especially when I move my own hips...
Then suddenly there's that familiar jolt of pleasure, and I grip a little more tightly to his hair, a sharp tremble running through me. I tip my head back and gasp softly, eyes closed and lips quivering.