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daphne ([info]ex_transcend779) wrote in [info]unexpectedrpg,
It was almost to the point that Daphne could hardly contain herself and every thrust he gave, she came closer and closer to the end. Her eyes clenched shut as she forced herself to wait until he was ready, so rather than focus on that, she focused on him, her hips jumping up to meet his every now and again, her legs tightening around him as tightened one leg around himself. Every touch to her skin made her flinch with pleasure as it became extra sensitive.

The very second his tongue met her breast, teasing her, Daphne moaned out again. It was hard to contain herself the way she had wanted to, but at this point, she wanted to please him and that meant letting him know how much she enjoyed having him inside of her.

When the second came and she felt his thumb brush in between her leg, Daphne arched her back slightly and tightened her legs even more, though loosening them eventually. She did gasp and she certainly moaned out, begging for more. Daphne needed him to take her to the edge and she wanted him to do it and drive her crazy by doing so. A quiet string of curse words escaped her mouth as she felt a small coating of sweat form on her forehead and between her breasts. He had worked her hard, but she wanted more.


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