"Oui, mon amour." The words don't roll off her tongue as smoothly as they do off his, but that's not important, only that it manages to relax him.
And with that out of the way, they can proceed with the fun part, starting with the kissing. "Okay, but that's the last time I'm taking anything from you tonight, babe," she teases. "I love you too."
Not that she does anything drastic. She just brings her other hand into his hair too and continues to kiss him, moaning softly into his mouth. She takes her time, simply enjoying the kissing, while also observing how he reacts and gauging what he wants. Start kissing lower? Take off their clothes? Just because she's in charge doesn't mean she can't give him what he wants.
i read this one so many times i thought I responded to it already 🤣
He smiles against her lips at the response and can't help kissing her again.
"Ma'am, yes, ma'am," he purrs in her ear, kissing just below it a second later. All he really wants is her– her lips and hands on him, in any way she felt was right. His hand slides over her side and grips her hip.
If he could just melt into her, he might finally feel like he's getting close enough to her; it's a suffocating thing in the best way that he would never be able to put into words. He chases that feeling a lot.
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And with that out of the way, they can proceed with the fun part, starting with the kissing. "Okay, but that's the last time I'm taking anything from you tonight, babe," she teases. "I love you too."
Not that she does anything drastic. She just brings her other hand into his hair too and continues to kiss him, moaning softly into his mouth. She takes her time, simply enjoying the kissing, while also observing how he reacts and gauging what he wants. Start kissing lower? Take off their clothes? Just because she's in charge doesn't mean she can't give him what he wants.
i read this one so many times i thought I responded to it already 🤣
"Ma'am, yes, ma'am," he purrs in her ear, kissing just below it a second later. All he really wants is her– her lips and hands on him, in any way she felt was right. His hand slides over her side and grips her hip.
If he could just melt into her, he might finally feel like he's getting close enough to her; it's a suffocating thing in the best way that he would never be able to put into words. He chases that feeling a lot.