Need and affection.
She wants me.
And she likes me.
And that really fucking matters to me.
God dammit, she tastes good.
My cock is screaming to be inside her.
Not yet.
I drag my hand up the inside of her thigh and I rub her over her leggings.
Even with all the fabric in the way, she feels good.
Soft.
Eager.
Pliable.
Her nails dig into my skin.
She nips at my lip.
Then she's rocking her hips, pressing her cunt against my hand.
I want this fabric out of the way.
I rub her harder.
Faster.
I push her closer and closer to the edge.
Fuck, the way her groans vibrate down my neck…
She pulls back to pant.
Her eyes meet mine.
Her eyes scream please.
I watch pleasure spread over her expression as I rub her. It's fucking beautiful, the way her cheeks flush, the way her eyelids flutter together, the way her thighs clench around my hands.
Right now, I'm the only thing in her universe.
Right now, she wants to come more than she wants anything else.
More than she's ever wanted anything else.
She's almost there.
I rub her a little harder.
I take her a little closer.