[ it's too much, it's overwhelming, and dutch almost screams when he shoves his fingers deep into her, when his tongue flattens against her and she fucks herself on it again and again and again, the noise barely choked off and controlled. it's too much and it's everything she needs and it takes hardly any time until the tension she feels creeping up her spine breaks again and she comes a third time.
this time, she doesn't even try to keep herself upright and standing. this time, she lets herself shake apart, legs crumbling underneath her in a barely controlled fall to the ground that has her pushing rhys onto his back, one hand still in his hair and the other on his chest, just below the collarbone. it ends with her seated on his thighs, her breasts hanging heavy above his chest, her hips not quite touching his leaking erection but close enough that she thinks he must be able to feel the heat radiating off her centre.
her breathing is ragged, but when she speaks, her tone is almost hard. more controlled and controlling than she feels. ]
I want you to come. [ she doesn't think she could stand fucking him right now, every part of her body too sensitive. so instead she tightens her grip on his hair and looks at him. can you? goes unasked. she could touch him, reach down with her hand and wrap her fingers around his cock and make him, but he's been so good, doing everything she says, and he looks so close — ]
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this time, she doesn't even try to keep herself upright and standing. this time, she lets herself shake apart, legs crumbling underneath her in a barely controlled fall to the ground that has her pushing rhys onto his back, one hand still in his hair and the other on his chest, just below the collarbone. it ends with her seated on his thighs, her breasts hanging heavy above his chest, her hips not quite touching his leaking erection but close enough that she thinks he must be able to feel the heat radiating off her centre.
her breathing is ragged, but when she speaks, her tone is almost hard. more controlled and controlling than she feels. ]
I want you to come. [ she doesn't think she could stand fucking him right now, every part of her body too sensitive. so instead she tightens her grip on his hair and looks at him. can you? goes unasked. she could touch him, reach down with her hand and wrap her fingers around his cock and make him, but he's been so good, doing everything she says, and he looks so close — ]