[ it does get her worked up. she enjoys that, for a moment, the way it doesn't quite match and how that keeps the tension from rising too high too quickly — but soon enough, she finds herself growing impatient again. it's impatience that has her tighten her grip on his neck again, that has her hold his head still more than she did before. ]
Faster. [ she demands, voice rough with lust. ] And harder.
[ even when he complies, she begins moving her hips more insistently against his fingers and face, fucking herself on his tongue, on his fingers. maybe she should feel bad for using him as a tool of her own pleasure. she doesn't, not in the least.
it doesn't take long at all for her to come, but she doesn't let off, choking out a ] Don't. Stop. [ even while she shudders and comes apart above him. there's a third orgasm chasing the second one and she wants it, wants more even as pleasure reaches the tipping point and her thighs tremble. ]
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Faster. [ she demands, voice rough with lust. ] And harder.
[ even when he complies, she begins moving her hips more insistently against his fingers and face, fucking herself on his tongue, on his fingers. maybe she should feel bad for using him as a tool of her own pleasure. she doesn't, not in the least.
it doesn't take long at all for her to come, but she doesn't let off, choking out a ] Don't. Stop. [ even while she shudders and comes apart above him. there's a third orgasm chasing the second one and she wants it, wants more even as pleasure reaches the tipping point and her thighs tremble. ]