[ There's a long pause, her hands keeping up a steady circling of his thighs, sliding up and down - closer and then drifting away, closer still and drifting away again. She knows to a certain extent what it is that she wants, but putting it into words is a different matter.
After a long moment she moves back upwards, situated so she can press down against his hips, provide a steady constant pressure though not moving aside from that. She brushes her lips against his, against his pulse, just behind his ear so he can feel her talking as well as hear it. ] Beg me. Show me just how much you want this.
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After a long moment she moves back upwards, situated so she can press down against his hips, provide a steady constant pressure though not moving aside from that. She brushes her lips against his, against his pulse, just behind his ear so he can feel her talking as well as hear it. ] Beg me. Show me just how much you want this.