He whispers her name, short of breath, watching her breasts move, watching her move with his motion. He can feel her nails scraping the skin of his back, breaking skin, sending little flares of pain through him to mingle with his pleasure.
He can feel the response of her body, her tightness when he hits her sweet spot, and he drives into her that much faster, pushing that reaction as much as he knows how.
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Date: 2009-02-22 08:18 am (UTC)He can feel the response of her body, her tightness when he hits her sweet spot, and he drives into her that much faster, pushing that reaction as much as he knows how.