[ Her fingers flexed against his when he slowed his thrusts for a moment, teasing her. She almost made a move to push back against him, to get on her knees and force him keep fucking her, with long, purposeful strokes. But he does it for her, he moves again, sliding in and out, her body still deliciously sore from last night and sensitive from when he'd made her come.
And already she's climbing towards the next climax. Yes, she's impatient to get to it. When he insists on her telling him where to come, she makes a soft sound because thinking sucks right now. But she remembers he likes to be commanded, it's the thing that turns him on. So she forces herself to think, to make a decision.]
Take off my shirt and come on my back, Vex, [ she gasps out impatiently.] Or my stomach, if you plan on ever flipping me over.
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And already she's climbing towards the next climax. Yes, she's impatient to get to it. When he insists on her telling him where to come, she makes a soft sound because thinking sucks right now. But she remembers he likes to be commanded, it's the thing that turns him on. So she forces herself to think, to make a decision.]
Take off my shirt and come on my back, Vex, [ she gasps out impatiently.] Or my stomach, if you plan on ever flipping me over.