[ Again, he says her name in that way, and her reaction is instantaneous. Her body quivers again as her hands curl into the sheets underneath them. The feeling insider her tightens again and she presses down on him as he rocks against her. She moans gently, fully aware now that he could just say her name like that while rocking against her and she'd come undone for him.
And he insists he doesn't have a way with words.
The feeling inside her wants to let him run complete control over her and their actions. She would, if she wasn't determined to make him feel like she does at the moment. She wants both their minds present on only each other and please one another. The story can rail and complain all it wants. This time is theirs and she won't let it dictate anything.
Even if her head tilts down to help the pressure inside it.
She rocks against him again, quickly and small movements, intending to help build him. Except the moment he kisses her neck and she feels his arousal? Jesse finds herself stopping as that feeling inside takes font stage. She moans again, shuddering on top of him as his fingers glide to her thighs and his attention goes to her collarbone. Her hand raises to grab onto the headboard to steady her as her whole body reacts to just the slightest of touches.
She's missed this. Him. Being exposed and being at his whims. She's missed trusting him like this with herself. Leaving thr decisions to the man she loves and simply feeling that love envelope her.
Her hazed green eyes look for his. Thyley lock on and her breathing deepens again. It doesn't take much for him to set her going it seems and she's fine with that. She just wants more. ]
Alan. [ She says his name this time in the same tones he gave her. Hips press and grind against him to communicate it just in case he can't put it together with just her actions. ] ...I love you.
[ « Maybe more than I should.
Trusting someone like this... is this normal or... is it dangerous? »
She ghosts her lips over his before lifting her hips from him. Just enough so she can finally help remove his last piece of clothing. ]
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And he insists he doesn't have a way with words.
The feeling inside her wants to let him run complete control over her and their actions. She would, if she wasn't determined to make him feel like she does at the moment. She wants both their minds present on only each other and please one another. The story can rail and complain all it wants. This time is theirs and she won't let it dictate anything.
Even if her head tilts down to help the pressure inside it.
She rocks against him again, quickly and small movements, intending to help build him. Except the moment he kisses her neck and she feels his arousal? Jesse finds herself stopping as that feeling inside takes font stage. She moans again, shuddering on top of him as his fingers glide to her thighs and his attention goes to her collarbone. Her hand raises to grab onto the headboard to steady her as her whole body reacts to just the slightest of touches.
She's missed this. Him. Being exposed and being at his whims. She's missed trusting him like this with herself. Leaving thr decisions to the man she loves and simply feeling that love envelope her.
Her hazed green eyes look for his. Thyley lock on and her breathing deepens again. It doesn't take much for him to set her going it seems and she's fine with that. She just wants more. ]
Alan. [ She says his name this time in the same tones he gave her. Hips press and grind against him to communicate it just in case he can't put it together with just her actions. ] ...I love you.
[ « Maybe more than I should.
Trusting someone like this... is this normal or... is it dangerous? »
She ghosts her lips over his before lifting her hips from him. Just enough so she can finally help remove his last piece of clothing. ]