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Etta Russell (funeral_bell) wrote in 20somethings,

He'd said before not to leave marks, and had apparently changed his mind, so she obliged, her neat nails digging in slightly. She tried not to grab too hard, but a thrust caught just the right spot and she suddenly cried out, feeling like she was hanging on for dear life for a few moments.

"Uh huh," she agreed, not really bothering to put together words. She also didn't really follow what he'd mouthed at her, but she had plenty of of instinct for body language and sex to get the idea. She pushed a hand between them to rub at her clit in the way she liked. She was close enough that she could feel herself trying to grip onto him, keep him inside. The slight increase in the drag making her whimper and pushing her higher. "Yeah, yeah, there," she cried. She was trying to get there, but his movements suggested she wasn't quite going to make it.