[ She rubs her hand up along his spine, pressing herself along his back. Now that his hand has given up the effort of tugging himself along, she rests her own hand over his erection, a warm but unmoving promise. She wants to keep him with her, not frustrate him into pulling away. ]
Not if you keep yourself open to me.
[ All this time keeping herself cut off from him had taught her something about how it crept in. She feels quite sure of that. Sure enough to stake his satisfaction and dignity on it, at least; it's worth noting that she is much less engaged for her own part, clothed and in control. ]
no subject
[ She rubs her hand up along his spine, pressing herself along his back. Now that his hand has given up the effort of tugging himself along, she rests her own hand over his erection, a warm but unmoving promise. She wants to keep him with her, not frustrate him into pulling away. ]
Not if you keep yourself open to me.
[ All this time keeping herself cut off from him had taught her something about how it crept in. She feels quite sure of that. Sure enough to stake his satisfaction and dignity on it, at least; it's worth noting that she is much less engaged for her own part, clothed and in control. ]