Nah, 'cause maybe I just want to be the only one who knows about it.
[ she breathes harder, rougher, those quiet pants across the parting of his lips and when his hips rise from beneath her it has the added benefit of easing more of him inside her body, prompting another gasp from her lips. she almost doesn't know what right it has to be this good, this overwhelming; maybe she's a little tighter around his cock now without any aphros making her hot and raring to go but she's plenty aroused on her own from being warm and sleepy and getting to be this close where it's just the two of them, no one else.
she nuzzles into his cheek and then whimpers when his hand nudges between the spread of her thighs, finds her clit to touch her there; it makes her hands clutch down hard on his shoulders and she rounds down again, almost in playful retaliation but also because she likes the way he groans every time she envelopes more of him in the clutch of her heat. ] And maybe I've always been more of a bad girl.
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[ she breathes harder, rougher, those quiet pants across the parting of his lips and when his hips rise from beneath her it has the added benefit of easing more of him inside her body, prompting another gasp from her lips. she almost doesn't know what right it has to be this good, this overwhelming; maybe she's a little tighter around his cock now without any aphros making her hot and raring to go but she's plenty aroused on her own from being warm and sleepy and getting to be this close where it's just the two of them, no one else.
she nuzzles into his cheek and then whimpers when his hand nudges between the spread of her thighs, finds her clit to touch her there; it makes her hands clutch down hard on his shoulders and she rounds down again, almost in playful retaliation but also because she likes the way he groans every time she envelopes more of him in the clutch of her heat. ] And maybe I've always been more of a bad girl.