Aurelia
as if you were on fire
from within
from within
As much as she misses the feeling of his hands on her hips, the feel of his thumbs teasing her nipples, as wet as it's become between her thighs, all she can think of is how much she wants to give to him. The tongue that traces over his cock can feel it jerk with need and her expression softens with the need to satisfy him. Her eyes meet his, his rough voice hits her ears and lust quivers through her, against him.
She wouldn't have needed his encouragement, his provocation, to find it within her to continue. Still, it renews her drive and pulls her further over him. Her mouth relaxes to take him in, slowly and then all at once. If it's more he wants, he can have it all. Her lips whisper around the base of his cock where it meets with his pelvis and she moans, a muffled, warmed whimper. A hand weaves over his hip and her nails curl in against his skin to hold him in place, and steady herself.
Green eyes flutter shut as she drowns herself in him for as long as she can stand to. When she has to come back up for air, she doesn't let it stop her, not even if her ribs heave with the intake of breath. She sinks back in over him, dedicated to bringing him to that overwhelming climax.
However, she intends to take her time with him, to really let him feel it. So she pauses to focus on the head of his penis, swirling her warm tongue around it as her lips press in. Her gaze is heavy-lidded from the feelings that pulse through her, but she lifts it back up to find his face again. It's then that she caves for a second time, fitting him further into her mouth.
She wouldn't have needed his encouragement, his provocation, to find it within her to continue. Still, it renews her drive and pulls her further over him. Her mouth relaxes to take him in, slowly and then all at once. If it's more he wants, he can have it all. Her lips whisper around the base of his cock where it meets with his pelvis and she moans, a muffled, warmed whimper. A hand weaves over his hip and her nails curl in against his skin to hold him in place, and steady herself.
Green eyes flutter shut as she drowns herself in him for as long as she can stand to. When she has to come back up for air, she doesn't let it stop her, not even if her ribs heave with the intake of breath. She sinks back in over him, dedicated to bringing him to that overwhelming climax.
However, she intends to take her time with him, to really let him feel it. So she pauses to focus on the head of his penis, swirling her warm tongue around it as her lips press in. Her gaze is heavy-lidded from the feelings that pulse through her, but she lifts it back up to find his face again. It's then that she caves for a second time, fitting him further into her mouth.
the moon lives
in the lining of your skin
in the lining of your skin
