At the feel of his thick, heaviness against her leg a fresh wave of moisture sprung forth and Sloane bit back a moan at the idea of him buried inside of her. His fingers slipped in with ease and she released a breath, ending in a soft moan at the feel of him inside of her so intimately. Will's soft kisses left warm and burning spots against her skin that slowly cooled deep down into her flesh, sparking more arousal from her. She smiled at the small nudge against her body, biting her lip as his mouth moved its way up to the sensitive flesh of her nipple. She whimpered and moaned mutedly as he continued thrusting into her gently, goosebumps forming and rolling across her body at each new sensation his fingers coaxed.
She was incredibly slick, fantastically responsive beneath him and around his fingers, and Will could feel himself tighten and harden further in response. There was still that added attraction, twist of lust and something more than simply liking her, for Will, with the realization that it was Sloane beneath him. Sloane laid out like a buffet across his bed. His lips traipsed across her skin, and the rise of her breast, until they closed around the tightly furled bud of her nipple there, sucking lightly at first, and then more insistently for a few moments before abandoning the wet peak to the open air again. The air of the room and a purposefully cool puff of air that he breathed out over her skin. The little sounds she was making told him that she was enjoying what he was doing, telling him exactly what little spots she enjoyed his fingers and mouth at more, inviting him to continue. His fingers inside her stopped thrusting, but now instead curled inside her, stroking against slick, heated walls, searching for the change in texture that would tell him just where to press and stroke with the pads of his fingers.
In the quiet that surrounded them, Will's breathing sounded louder and pressed against Sloane's ears, a smile playing at her lips. A deep rumble vibrating through him into her. She could feel a blush starting to spread across her face, slowly making it's way in patches down her body and suffusing her in a soft warmth. This was something she had always wanted to happen, but never thought would. Will's heavy body between her legs as he breathed across her flesh and his fingers sank into her core. Sloane whimpered as he stopped his slow movements into her, instead his fingers rubbing against her walls inquisitively. Letting out a moan from deep in her chest, her body tightened as his fingers stroked inside of her. "Left," she said breathlessly, her eyes half lidded and trying to focus on Will's face. The very fact that it was him, sent a shudder through her.
With the internal slide of his fingers within her, just to the left, Will found just the spot he was looking for. Beneath him, stretched out under him, the flushed, tightened state of her body, drew him to want to see her boneless and trembling with the aftereffects of the waves of pleasure just washed over and through her. The slickness around his fingers, where he had delved inside her, his palm flat against her and sliding across the hot button of nerves at the top of her folds, her muscles squeezed and urged him on. All silk and heat, despite their rather slight temperature differences, she was still incredibly hot and alive where he had dipped into her. His fingers pressed and stroked, each little shiver and breathy sound she gave told him that he was doing just right, and his lips and tongue left open mouthed kisses across her heated flesh. Already, he could easily imagine the feel of her wrapped around him as he thrust home within her, how it'd be nearly too much to stand, but he wanted to be nowhere else just then but inside her.