[ You know what they say: curiosity killed the cat.
But he isn't going to stop him from touching her, because she knows that's what she wants. It's made even more evident as she arches her back a bit to lean up against him but still pressing herself into his touch, her voice soft as she tries to bite down needy sounds that slip through her lips. Her cheeks even light up with embarrassment as her toes curl into the fabric of the mattress underneath.
She likes this. She wants him to touch her more, to satisfy her needs. And it's that thought alone coupled with how she can feel the warmth emanating from her chest and how her heart races eagerly for him that shows that yes, she's already slipping back into the mood, even if she's a bit flustered by it to the point where she's holding back slightly. ]
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But he isn't going to stop him from touching her, because she knows that's what she wants. It's made even more evident as she arches her back a bit to lean up against him but still pressing herself into his touch, her voice soft as she tries to bite down needy sounds that slip through her lips. Her cheeks even light up with embarrassment as her toes curl into the fabric of the mattress underneath.
She likes this. She wants him to touch her more, to satisfy her needs. And it's that thought alone coupled with how she can feel the warmth emanating from her chest and how her heart races eagerly for him that shows that yes, she's already slipping back into the mood, even if she's a bit flustered by it to the point where she's holding back slightly. ]