And again, as his subroutines go offline, more ancient ones buried in her genetic code take over. She growls, and wraps her long legs around his hips, opening herself even further to him, taking him deeper until his hips are flush against hers. Her hands skim down his back to his ass, as if she could pull him deeper still. Her eyes are unfocused, her lips parted as she tries to breathe and laugh and groan all at the same time.
Hard and fast and deep, all good and right and just the way she wants it. She meets his strength, hips curling to meet his thrusts, and he can feel her heat pulsing around his cock, can feel the pleasure he's giving her telegraphed back to him in a very direct and unequivocal way.
The bed rocks with the force of their exertions, and she holds even tighter to him, heels digging into his thighs. A tremor runs through her body, and she hisses, "Don't stop!"
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Date: 2010-12-01 01:07 am (UTC)Hard and fast and deep, all good and right and just the way she wants it. She meets his strength, hips curling to meet his thrusts, and he can feel her heat pulsing around his cock, can feel the pleasure he's giving her telegraphed back to him in a very direct and unequivocal way.
The bed rocks with the force of their exertions, and she holds even tighter to him, heels digging into his thighs. A tremor runs through her body, and she hisses, "Don't stop!"