you say money isnt everything
He isn't using her. Well, maybe a little bit but he thinks she's having a good time. He's not sure why he's so hellbent on making her just fucking enjoy it but here he is. Maybe it's because he's been on her end of the transaction. Knows how it is to feel used, like an object and not a person. Then again, is what he's doing any better than any of the other people who've been in this bed? He likes to think so but he's not sure. Philosophical debates were never his thing.Having his head between someone's thighs though? Very much his thing. Or he likes to think it is. He's got a soft spot for oral. And he just kind of likes making his partner feel good. And Maeve seems to be enjoying herself so he must be doing an alright job. He settles himself in for the long haul, he's going to get her to cum from just this if it kills him. But with the way she's moaning, he has a feeling it won't take too long. Part of him wishes he had two mouths so he could tell her how good she's doing. Maybe when he's done.
Locke gives her what she wants, pressing just a bit more, making more direct contact with the little bud as he moans in return. One hand trails up her side to grab a palmful of tit, squeezing lightly as he works her up. His own heart is racing already and he's been hard since he sank down onto the edge of the bed. Although the matter is pressing, he doesn't expect her to take care of it. It's not the goal.
but i'd like to see you live without it
LOCKE
