His words had caused her cheeks to flush, the blush even touched the top of her breasts just barely. He made her feel incredibly sexy with just the way he was looking at her, his voice had her putty in his hand. “Take a picture, it’ll help you achieve that.” She had never done that before, let someone have a picture of her like this. Yet here it was on their first date, technically according to him their second, and she was offering to let him take his own. She wondered idly if that worse than taking the picture herself and sending it to him.
All other thoughts slid from her when he was climbing into the bed, her eyes sliding over his body where they came to rest on his cock. She bit her lower lip as she watched it, unable to ignore as he seemed to be able to. She wanted to touch it, potentially even put her lips on it. He seemed to have a task of his own though.
Her legs parted for his knee easily, when he kissed her, she brought her hands up to slide around him. They moved down his back, fingertips ghosting across his skin. Nails bit into his skin when she felt him rubbing her between her knickers, another moan slipping from her that just got louder as his mouth moved to her nipple. “Hyp.” Was a breathy noise that slipped from her as her hips pressed against his hand, she knew he could likely feel just how wet she already was through the flimsy fabric. She wanted him to know just what he was doing to her.
It was then that she slipped one hand between them, letting her fingertips ghost along the tip of his cock as she tried to reach it. A frustrated noise left her, he was too far down her body already, and her arms were too short.