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It absolutely does feel like an itch she can't scratch, and though she's never done this before, something deep within the core of who she is, reassures her that if they keep going like this, it'll get scratched alright.
"You like it," Flora declares triumphantly with a small snap of her teeth before the smile in her voice melts into a moan whose rhythm is punctuated by the thrust of Jack's hips. "gods, Jack.." She pants, half drowned in pleasure but held buoyant by the realization that they were doing this. After all of her pining and fantasizing, gods here they were.
In her minds-eye she could see them as clear as if the walls were made of mirrors; she with her lean tanned body, he with his rough hands over her. Having let him do the work at first so she could come to her senses, now that things were somewhat predictable Flora found herself shifting her hips and lower back to either aid or hinder Jack's movements in varying amounts.
"You like it," Flora declares triumphantly with a small snap of her teeth before the smile in her voice melts into a moan whose rhythm is punctuated by the thrust of Jack's hips. "gods, Jack.." She pants, half drowned in pleasure but held buoyant by the realization that they were doing this. After all of her pining and fantasizing, gods here they were.
In her minds-eye she could see them as clear as if the walls were made of mirrors; she with her lean tanned body, he with his rough hands over her. Having let him do the work at first so she could come to her senses, now that things were somewhat predictable Flora found herself shifting her hips and lower back to either aid or hinder Jack's movements in varying amounts.
