Will tucked his hand back between her legs as soon as she was settled, cupping his fingers over the center of her, feeling the damn and the heat of her, rubbing the heel of his palm against the bud of her clitoris. As she kissed him, he brushed his fingers over her, touching again and again, feeling the line of her slit but not pressing inside, just feeling the damp, overlapping flesh, every once and a while touching her clit, loving the way it made her gasp softly.
He stopped moving when she pulled free of the kiss, ready in case she directed him elsewhere, or asked him to stop. But she only locked their gazes, tucking her lower lip beneath her teeth, and then she caught the side of his boxer briefs, pulling them down a few inches, as far as she could from the position she was in. Keeping his eyes on hers, he took his hand away from her, rolling onto his back long enough to get his underwear down, maneuvering them around his erection and getting them past his knees, then kicking them off, leaving himself full naked.
He didn't concentrate on his own nudity, rolling back onto his side and tucking his hand back between Molly's thighs, his fingers tracing a line up the middle of her again, but letting his middle finger sink deeper this time, moaning at the wetness of her against him, the heat closing around him. He pressed his cock against her hip, grinding into her, letting her feel his arousal too, the dampness leaking from the tip of him. He kissed her mouth roughly, wetly, having to break away often to breathe, to make blunt sounds of pleasure. He wanted to tell her what he wanted, what he was thinking, but he didn't want to break the moment, to ruin anything with his words, so he just kept touching her, his middle finger shifting back and forth between the folds of her labia, his thumb moving to rub broken circles against her clit.
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Date: 2015-12-26 11:20 pm (UTC)He stopped moving when she pulled free of the kiss, ready in case she directed him elsewhere, or asked him to stop. But she only locked their gazes, tucking her lower lip beneath her teeth, and then she caught the side of his boxer briefs, pulling them down a few inches, as far as she could from the position she was in. Keeping his eyes on hers, he took his hand away from her, rolling onto his back long enough to get his underwear down, maneuvering them around his erection and getting them past his knees, then kicking them off, leaving himself full naked.
He didn't concentrate on his own nudity, rolling back onto his side and tucking his hand back between Molly's thighs, his fingers tracing a line up the middle of her again, but letting his middle finger sink deeper this time, moaning at the wetness of her against him, the heat closing around him. He pressed his cock against her hip, grinding into her, letting her feel his arousal too, the dampness leaking from the tip of him. He kissed her mouth roughly, wetly, having to break away often to breathe, to make blunt sounds of pleasure. He wanted to tell her what he wanted, what he was thinking, but he didn't want to break the moment, to ruin anything with his words, so he just kept touching her, his middle finger shifting back and forth between the folds of her labia, his thumb moving to rub broken circles against her clit.