[ It's a good job they've become used to having to wash the sheets after they fuck, or he'd be more worried about the mess they're making. As it is he's as willing to indulge in this as long as she is, taking his cue from her in letting himself go a little as that wet warmth runs down over his dick, beading in the dark hair below his navel.
He groans, loud and slightly breathless, when she ducks her head in time to lick over him, sensitive enough to make his hips buck a little. His hand goes from her head to her shoulder as she gives him that challenge, gripping her as gently as he can.
The permission she gives him is more than welcome, because he's pretty sure he doesn't want to stop and might not be able to now, his legs tensing up so he can thrust against her properly. Without that intensity burning hot and needy in her gaze he might have worried about using her body for his own selfish pleasure, but it's clear that she wants it as much as he does; he trusts her almost without question at this point, especially when it comes to things like this, when she's been his guide more often than not.
So when she settles into it he does as well, holding on to her a little tighter to encourage her to keep still as he fucks up into that slippery slide of soft skin and sweet tasting wetness, the noise of it becoming almost as obscene as the sight of his dick pushed up between her tits. He groans under heavy breaths, half-forming her name as the sudden intensity of his desire starts to become more focused and urgent, the ache in his balls tightening. ]
Oh fuck, Harley -- oh god -- [ His head tips back and he squeezes his eyes shut, losing himself in the sensation of heat and wetness. He grits his teeth and growls, then pants a warning. ] I'm close, babe --
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He groans, loud and slightly breathless, when she ducks her head in time to lick over him, sensitive enough to make his hips buck a little. His hand goes from her head to her shoulder as she gives him that challenge, gripping her as gently as he can.
The permission she gives him is more than welcome, because he's pretty sure he doesn't want to stop and might not be able to now, his legs tensing up so he can thrust against her properly. Without that intensity burning hot and needy in her gaze he might have worried about using her body for his own selfish pleasure, but it's clear that she wants it as much as he does; he trusts her almost without question at this point, especially when it comes to things like this, when she's been his guide more often than not.
So when she settles into it he does as well, holding on to her a little tighter to encourage her to keep still as he fucks up into that slippery slide of soft skin and sweet tasting wetness, the noise of it becoming almost as obscene as the sight of his dick pushed up between her tits. He groans under heavy breaths, half-forming her name as the sudden intensity of his desire starts to become more focused and urgent, the ache in his balls tightening. ]
Oh fuck, Harley -- oh god -- [ His head tips back and he squeezes his eyes shut, losing himself in the sensation of heat and wetness. He grits his teeth and growls, then pants a warning. ] I'm close, babe --