[ It feels so good to have her like this that it's a little difficult for him to obey her request, the urge to fill her hard and fast rising in him, insisting on the sound of his skin smacking against hers until they're both panting and crying out, but as she rolls back against him he can definitely see the appeal of taking their time.
His stone fingers ruck up the sheets under her gentle touch as his dick slides slowly into her, feeling her take him all the way until he's pressing up against her ass, fully hilted inside her, her skin wet and hot against his balls and upper thighs, before he starts to pull back again. He lets himself slip almost all the way out before he rocks forward once more, the pace almost too much to take, but the reward of having Harley beneath him, the pleasure of resisting his own urges, is enough. ]
Oh, fuck. [ He huffs short, panting breaths over the top of her head, his cock throbbing inside her as he teases the line between taking and wanting. ]
[ that isn't to say she won't want it harder, faster eventually, but she likes the build-up too, likes to draw it out more for herself until she's veering closer to desperation and the need to be fucked. right now, she's just focusing on the delicious feeling of his dick re-entering her, more and more and more until he's nudged to her ass, her thighs and she realizes he's all the way in her again.
it's almost too much from this position, makes her even more aware of just how big he is, but before she can get overwhelmed he's pulling back, nearly leaving her altogether until she whines — and then that sound turns sharp when he thrusts forward again, nearly sending her forward. she's arching beneath him already, spine curving like a cat's, but the expression on her face is of total, incandescent bliss. ]
You wanna fuck me harder, don't you? [ it's not a tease or even a mean goading, although she does chuckle, her pale fingers shifting along the stone of his hand when she notices him clenching his grip in the sheets. ] You wanna fill me up again.
Yeah, I -- [ He interrupts himself with a low noise, a groan of pleasure as he buries himself in her again, another long slow thrust. He nuzzles into her hair, the curve between her throat and shoulder as he reaches up with his left hand, using his memories of her body to find her tits, rolling his palm across the hard bud of her nipple before he moves down, across her belly, still moving with the slick wet bliss of entering her. ]
I could come like this. So.. so close already. [ He kisses her shoulder as his fingers dip between her thighs, wanting to feel where their bodies are joined, wanting as much of her as he can touch at once before he gives himself up to that release. ]
[ she moans when he does, a low sound as the thrust of his hips offers her the sensation of being deeply stroked from the inside out, and her fingers flex and relax over his bigger hand. it feels like they're moving together now, slow rolls even while he's fucking her from this position, something that could be rough and primal but manages to offer just as much intimacy as when she'd been draped in his lap.
his other hand slides over her, traversing the curves of her body, and she lets him find it all, the curves of her breasts and the hard peaks of her nipples down the plane of her stomach to where he's moving into her, over and over. his fingers feel over her clit and she stiffens, tensing, and he'll feel that too, inner muscles gripping around his cock as she responds to the dual stimulation. ]
Yeah? Give it to me. [ she breathes the insistence, gripping the stone of his finger, and rounds her hips back into his again, groaning when her ass meets his thighs. ] Leave it all in me, baby, I want you to.
[ Covering her like this, he feels every inch of his size, in his dick and his height, his weight leaning over her, but for once it's not a bad thing. Something he's spent so much of his life regretting, albeit in a distant and private way, feels right like this, like there's no other way he could fit around her. He feels strong and protective, the same way he'd felt when she'd been in his lap but stronger now his body is rocking rhythmically over hers.
He feels her clench around his dick and moans into the valley between her shoulder blades, repeating the slide of his fingers over her clit, trying to be as gentle as he can while the need to come starts to build in him. ]
Come with me again. Love hearing you. Feeling you on me. [ He stirs her hair with his heavy breaths and starts pushing harder, deeper, each slide of his dick almost leaving her before he slams forward again. ]
[ it speaks to something all on its own that he's actually waiting for her, that he's not just bending her over and taking her hard and pouring himself into her body without thinking about whether she's getting any satisfaction out of the deal. but he pairs those urgings with the return of his fingers between her legs and she writhes, a sharp moan snagging in her throat as her head drops between her shoulders and a shudder courses through her body. ]
Red, m'gonna — [ she drops forward, bracing her weight more on her forearms, which has the side effect of tilting her ass up so that he almost sinks deeper into her from that angle, and she welcomes it all, the smack of his body into hers, the heat of his breath across her skin.
the new position makes it easier for him to hit that good spot within and she arches, squeezing her thighs together; she finally comes with a ragged cry, somehow knowing that he'll be right behind her, that he'll follow her over that edge, especially when he starts to fuck her harder and faster at the end of it. ] Fuck me, yes, please, please, lemme feel it.
God, fuck -- [ The idea of tying to take it slow falls away when she starts quaking and rolling herself back against him, especially when she dips forward and the angle opens her up even more even as she's tightening down on his cock, taking him good and deep with each slap of his hips against her ass.
He rocks forward as she comes, stone fingers digging hard into the mattress as he picks up speed, the rhythmic sound of their bodies meeting a loud chorus to her cries and his harsh panting breaths, a bass groan on each exhale steadily rising in volume. His left hand finds her hip and holds her there, fingertips pressing hard enough to bruise, to layer more marks over her skin. ]
Ha -- Harley, I -- [ It's all he manages to get out before he comes, pounding her hard and fast through each clench and arc of pleasure, coating her inner walls with more heat, a noise that's almost a keen coming from him.
As the crest breaks and starts to fall his motions slow down, energy deserting him as he stoops to catch his breath, his forehead resting against the nape of her neck, his cheek on her damp skin as he shudders through the aftershocks, his dick throbbing and pulsing hard inside her. ]
Jeez. [ It's an effort to turn his head, but he makes it, dropping a soft kiss over her spine. ] I love that.
[ at one point she's got her face pressed against the sheets, cries stifled there, but it's glorious, the whole thing, feeling him pound deep into her without stopping, without letting up; it keeps her plateauing on her own climax as he takes steps to reach his own at the end, and she savors the sound of his deep grunts in tandem with the sharp, repetitive smack of their bodies, loving the noises that he produces as he's fucking her. ]
Yeah, do it, do it — [ she breaks off with a breathless laugh when she feels the pulse of his dick from the inside, that firm throbbing that signals he's painting the walls of her cunt with his come. she wonders if it's enough to leak out of her now, if he's filled her to brimming over, but they're still joined as he slumps over her, and she realizes she's a sweaty mess anyway, hair stuck to her cheeks and her thighs wet with the results of her own release. ]
Mmmm, yeah. [ she moans it quietly, deliriously, breath hitching as he drops his mouth to the curve of her spine; now she feels like she's on sensory overload, nerve endings working overtime, and every shift and press of him against her, inside her produces more weak sounds from her throat. ]
Call me crazy — [ and yes, she understands the joke she's making there, considering her history. ] — but it kinda seems like we keep gettin' better and better at that.
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His stone fingers ruck up the sheets under her gentle touch as his dick slides slowly into her, feeling her take him all the way until he's pressing up against her ass, fully hilted inside her, her skin wet and hot against his balls and upper thighs, before he starts to pull back again. He lets himself slip almost all the way out before he rocks forward once more, the pace almost too much to take, but the reward of having Harley beneath him, the pleasure of resisting his own urges, is enough. ]
Oh, fuck. [ He huffs short, panting breaths over the top of her head, his cock throbbing inside her as he teases the line between taking and wanting. ]
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it's almost too much from this position, makes her even more aware of just how big he is, but before she can get overwhelmed he's pulling back, nearly leaving her altogether until she whines — and then that sound turns sharp when he thrusts forward again, nearly sending her forward. she's arching beneath him already, spine curving like a cat's, but the expression on her face is of total, incandescent bliss. ]
You wanna fuck me harder, don't you? [ it's not a tease or even a mean goading, although she does chuckle, her pale fingers shifting along the stone of his hand when she notices him clenching his grip in the sheets. ] You wanna fill me up again.
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I could come like this. So.. so close already. [ He kisses her shoulder as his fingers dip between her thighs, wanting to feel where their bodies are joined, wanting as much of her as he can touch at once before he gives himself up to that release. ]
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his other hand slides over her, traversing the curves of her body, and she lets him find it all, the curves of her breasts and the hard peaks of her nipples down the plane of her stomach to where he's moving into her, over and over. his fingers feel over her clit and she stiffens, tensing, and he'll feel that too, inner muscles gripping around his cock as she responds to the dual stimulation. ]
Yeah? Give it to me. [ she breathes the insistence, gripping the stone of his finger, and rounds her hips back into his again, groaning when her ass meets his thighs. ] Leave it all in me, baby, I want you to.
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He feels her clench around his dick and moans into the valley between her shoulder blades, repeating the slide of his fingers over her clit, trying to be as gentle as he can while the need to come starts to build in him. ]
Come with me again. Love hearing you. Feeling you on me. [ He stirs her hair with his heavy breaths and starts pushing harder, deeper, each slide of his dick almost leaving her before he slams forward again. ]
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Red, m'gonna — [ she drops forward, bracing her weight more on her forearms, which has the side effect of tilting her ass up so that he almost sinks deeper into her from that angle, and she welcomes it all, the smack of his body into hers, the heat of his breath across her skin.
the new position makes it easier for him to hit that good spot within and she arches, squeezing her thighs together; she finally comes with a ragged cry, somehow knowing that he'll be right behind her, that he'll follow her over that edge, especially when he starts to fuck her harder and faster at the end of it. ] Fuck me, yes, please, please, lemme feel it.
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He rocks forward as she comes, stone fingers digging hard into the mattress as he picks up speed, the rhythmic sound of their bodies meeting a loud chorus to her cries and his harsh panting breaths, a bass groan on each exhale steadily rising in volume. His left hand finds her hip and holds her there, fingertips pressing hard enough to bruise, to layer more marks over her skin. ]
Ha -- Harley, I -- [ It's all he manages to get out before he comes, pounding her hard and fast through each clench and arc of pleasure, coating her inner walls with more heat, a noise that's almost a keen coming from him.
As the crest breaks and starts to fall his motions slow down, energy deserting him as he stoops to catch his breath, his forehead resting against the nape of her neck, his cheek on her damp skin as he shudders through the aftershocks, his dick throbbing and pulsing hard inside her. ]
Jeez. [ It's an effort to turn his head, but he makes it, dropping a soft kiss over her spine. ] I love that.
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Yeah, do it, do it — [ she breaks off with a breathless laugh when she feels the pulse of his dick from the inside, that firm throbbing that signals he's painting the walls of her cunt with his come. she wonders if it's enough to leak out of her now, if he's filled her to brimming over, but they're still joined as he slumps over her, and she realizes she's a sweaty mess anyway, hair stuck to her cheeks and her thighs wet with the results of her own release. ]
Mmmm, yeah. [ she moans it quietly, deliriously, breath hitching as he drops his mouth to the curve of her spine; now she feels like she's on sensory overload, nerve endings working overtime, and every shift and press of him against her, inside her produces more weak sounds from her throat. ]
Call me crazy — [ and yes, she understands the joke she's making there, considering her history. ] — but it kinda seems like we keep gettin' better and better at that.