[ she can't get her hand in his pants from up here, and resents him something for that. instead she contents herself with touching herself; running fingertips across her stomach and running circles around her nipples tauntingly. it's like what she would do when she was by herself, but now she's got the lovely opportunity to stare down her body and see his settled between her legs.
it's lovely; it's erotic and (bad which makes it) good, and she's wet by the time he buries his face in her pelvic mound. her hips hitch weakly. she wants to ride his face, but he speaking, and like an immoral priest, she's here to take his confession.
i've thought about this.
and maybe...not absolve him of his sins. maybe just join him in them, because she's had unwanted late night thoughts. she'd considered them along the same vein of intrusive thoughts that had her thinking about dropping babies whenever she held them, or driving along the sidewalk. if i did that i could kill all those people. derek had big arms, he could probably hold me against a wall. and intrusive or not, it'd be a lie to say she hadn't gotten off on them once or twice. not that he needs to know that, exactly. ]
Like in the shower? [ she ventures, and the hand that's not braced on the mattress reaches down to card through his hair. ]
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it's lovely; it's erotic and (bad which makes it) good, and she's wet by the time he buries his face in her pelvic mound. her hips hitch weakly. she wants to ride his face, but he speaking, and like an immoral priest, she's here to take his confession.
i've thought about this.
and maybe...not absolve him of his sins. maybe just join him in them, because she's had unwanted late night thoughts. she'd considered them along the same vein of intrusive thoughts that had her thinking about dropping babies whenever she held them, or driving along the sidewalk. if i did that i could kill all those people. derek had big arms, he could probably hold me against a wall. and intrusive or not, it'd be a lie to say she hadn't gotten off on them once or twice. not that he needs to know that, exactly. ]
Like in the shower? [ she ventures, and the hand that's not braced on the mattress reaches down to card through his hair. ]