[He's all too eager to roll onto his back and let her climb atop him. In fact, it's more than ideal, as he finds his breath stolen the moment he looks up at her, before she even has a chance to plant a smooch on him again. When she does though it comes as a relief, one he meets to return with enthusiasm.
This time he can't help but nip at her lip, giving it a gentle tug, a hand moving to have his fingers get lost in her hair. She may have hang ups about it, but to him it's beautiful.]
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This time he can't help but nip at her lip, giving it a gentle tug, a hand moving to have his fingers get lost in her hair. She may have hang ups about it, but to him it's beautiful.]