[ He loves the feeling of her clinging to him, like he's the lifeline amongst everything else that could have been. He loves feeling the grip of her, how strong she holds on, how tightly she pulls, how taut the muscles of her abdomen and upper body are. How taut - slightly differently - the muscles of her lower body are.
And growing tauter still, as he continues his ministrations, ramping up and up until it seems like just below too much, and then she's tightening, and he can feel the flood that comes with climax, the onslaught that follows, and he doesn't quite stop, but he calms his movements down. He wants to milk as much of that slow to quick build as he can for her, letting her ride the high and then gradually continuing to move, slowly bringing her back down by way of slowing the stimulation, because just -- just stopping once climax is achieved, that's amateur shit right there. You have to bring them back down, unwind them, just like you brought them to burn and pushed them over.
He kisses her again, soft and easy and then down along her neck, because he's not trying to stimulate, he's trying to ease back down, despite his own arousal more or less a beacon to attract attention, in more ways than one. He's shielding from her, to a degree, to let her enjoy her moment, but there's little he can do about how hard he's grown to be, watching her as she got closer and closer and then - well. ]
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And growing tauter still, as he continues his ministrations, ramping up and up until it seems like just below too much, and then she's tightening, and he can feel the flood that comes with climax, the onslaught that follows, and he doesn't quite stop, but he calms his movements down. He wants to milk as much of that slow to quick build as he can for her, letting her ride the high and then gradually continuing to move, slowly bringing her back down by way of slowing the stimulation, because just -- just stopping once climax is achieved, that's amateur shit right there. You have to bring them back down, unwind them, just like you brought them to burn and pushed them over.
He kisses her again, soft and easy and then down along her neck, because he's not trying to stimulate, he's trying to ease back down, despite his own arousal more or less a beacon to attract attention, in more ways than one. He's shielding from her, to a degree, to let her enjoy her moment, but there's little he can do about how hard he's grown to be, watching her as she got closer and closer and then - well. ]