[It's true, she's patient. And a switch, meaning if he wanted a chance to be a service top right now, who is she to deny him? Besides, it's a winning situation because indeed he really is getting her to relax a lot more than how she was wanting to chase after him.
She grips his hair to give herself the leverage needed when he lifts her leg to rest it over his shoulder, her back pressed harder against the cool tiles. She knows now what he's going for, that ravenous glint in his eyes as he teases her yet again, and the heat builds between her legs so heavily that she wonders why he just hasn't gone for it yet and feasted. Not the one where they get to eat food, apparently.
Ah, he's waiting for her. Part of her wanted to tell him to just go for it, but that other, more dignified(?) part still holds strong.]
I will allow it.
[But her voice cracks at the very last minute, a please because she wants to feel that pleasure take her over, nudging his head closer. It's already a disaster when you see a handsome man like that right between your legs.]
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She grips his hair to give herself the leverage needed when he lifts her leg to rest it over his shoulder, her back pressed harder against the cool tiles. She knows now what he's going for, that ravenous glint in his eyes as he teases her yet again, and the heat builds between her legs so heavily that she wonders why he just hasn't gone for it yet and feasted. Not the one where they get to eat food, apparently.
Ah, he's waiting for her. Part of her wanted to tell him to just go for it, but that other, more dignified(?) part still holds strong.]
I will allow it.
[But her voice cracks at the very last minute, a please because she wants to feel that pleasure take her over, nudging his head closer. It's already a disaster when you see a handsome man like that right between your legs.]