She wants to enjoy this for as long as possible, and so she rides him slowly, almost gently. Watching his face, relishing the feel of his body and of his hands on her. Then, after a little while of this, she pauses for breath and gives him a sly, challenging smile. She could keep going like this, or—
He keeps his hands on her, flicking a thumb across her nipple, brushing short nails along her back, grabbing her ass as she lifts and groaning when she returns.
He digs his feet into the ground and laughs. "Else? Good god, Una. You're going to kill me."
She tsks softly, amused, but also exceptionally wound up herself by now and ready to see what he looks like when he unravels. "Poor man. I'll have mercy then, shall I?"
And she begins to move again, more urgently, whispering obscene encouragements as she does so.
It doesn't take long, as much as he'd like to last the night with her. Those words, that voice, only serve to spur him on, and he bites back a moan as he crashes into her.
Yes. God, he's delightful. She stays with him until he catches his breath again, and then bends to kiss him, trailing her fingertips along his shoulders.
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"I'm alright," he manages to gasp out, a bit breathless. She straddles his waist and his hands go to her hips, just barely keeping himself still.
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"Good."
She leans down to kiss him, and as she does so, sinks down onto him with a small gasp.
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His hands slide up her sides, cupping her breasts, letting her set the pace for now.
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She wants to enjoy this for as long as possible, and so she rides him slowly, almost gently. Watching his face, relishing the feel of his body and of his hands on her. Then, after a little while of this, she pauses for breath and gives him a sly, challenging smile. She could keep going like this, or—
"Anything else you want?"
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He digs his feet into the ground and laughs. "Else? Good god, Una. You're going to kill me."
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She tsks softly, amused, but also exceptionally wound up herself by now and ready to see what he looks like when he unravels. "Poor man. I'll have mercy then, shall I?"
And she begins to move again, more urgently, whispering obscene encouragements as she does so.
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Yes. God, he's delightful. She stays with him until he catches his breath again, and then bends to kiss him, trailing her fingertips along his shoulders.
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"Goddamn, Una," is all he can really say, his penchant for words flying straight out of his mind.
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She laughs softly and eases herself off him, but only so that she can curl up half next to him, half in his lap.
"Must admit, this is a surprise. But a very nice one."
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"Anytime you like," she says with a grin. "You know where to find me, after all."
There will be time later to pick apart the ramifications and ... everything else. For now she's just going to let them have some quiet.