[ Her slender leg slips over his shoulder. She presses her heel into his back to draw him closer. It opens her up to him, spread her wide open, for him to lick to his heart's content. She's hooked on the way it sounds. It's obscene and wet and loud thanks to his enthusiasm. Jessica rocks against him and uses the wall as leverage.
She keeps playing with his hair. She alternates between stroking her fingers through it and giving it little tugs to guide him where she wants him. She takes another pull of the bottle and lets herself float on the pleasure and the liquor. ]
Fuck! [ His fingers curl and find that perfect spot in her that makes her knees weak. She feels herself getting closer, but she sees him palming his erection. The order is barked out of her authoritatively before she thinks twice. ]
No. You don't get to touch yourself. That's for me.
[ Jesse almost flinches at the sudden change in her tone, but the way she orders him to stop makes the pit of his stomach twist, a sick sort of pleasure swirling through it like the way your stomach drops on a rollercoaster barreling over the crest of a hill. He moans, a low and involuntary sound before he finally listens, the hint of a whimper leaving him as he pulls his hand away from his aching cock. It pulses against his jeans and boxers, protesting the confines of the unforgiving restraints of the fabric. ]
Fuck, please. I want you so bad.
[ Jesse breathes the words, almost a whisper, a pained expression coming over his face. He listens, though, and leans back in obediently to get back to work. He licks and sucks at Jessica's clit, alternating between deep and slow movements and quick flickers of the tip of his tongue. All the while he's thrusting his fingers in and out of her, trying to keep hitting that spot inside of her. He wants her to come riding his fingers and his tongue, making a mess of his face as he trembles beneath her, so weak at the knees with lust that he would sink to them if he wasn't already on the ground. He's so hard it hurts, but he'll wait for her to grant him her touch. ]
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Date: 2023-10-26 01:50 pm (UTC)She keeps playing with his hair. She alternates between stroking her fingers through it and giving it little tugs to guide him where she wants him. She takes another pull of the bottle and lets herself float on the pleasure and the liquor. ]
Fuck! [ His fingers curl and find that perfect spot in her that makes her knees weak. She feels herself getting closer, but she sees him palming his erection. The order is barked out of her authoritatively before she thinks twice. ]
No. You don't get to touch yourself. That's for me.
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Date: 2023-10-27 05:17 am (UTC)Fuck, please. I want you so bad.
[ Jesse breathes the words, almost a whisper, a pained expression coming over his face. He listens, though, and leans back in obediently to get back to work. He licks and sucks at Jessica's clit, alternating between deep and slow movements and quick flickers of the tip of his tongue. All the while he's thrusting his fingers in and out of her, trying to keep hitting that spot inside of her. He wants her to come riding his fingers and his tongue, making a mess of his face as he trembles beneath her, so weak at the knees with lust that he would sink to them if he wasn't already on the ground. He's so hard it hurts, but he'll wait for her to grant him her touch. ]