[ That observation makes her chest constrict. Fluttery and instinctual. He can feel it even through her pants because of how she's been rutting against him like a wild animal. That's not just wet. She's soaked. A strangled sound comes from low in her throat, muffled against his skin.
She won't be able to take it if he stops them again. She won't. But he doesn't seem interested in stopping. ]
Because of you. [ She nudges her nose against his jawline, then scrapes her teeth over the bone, drawing back slightly. ] For you. [ Reaching between them, Rey unfastens her pants, takes his hand and guides it up to her navel, encouraging him to slip down. ] Feel.
[ Please, she doesn't say. But she feels like she's going to set on fire the second he touches her.
Rey's eyes level with his, and she can see how his pupil has practically eclipsed the iris. Giving him room to reach into her pants means separating their hips slightly, but she makes up for it by palming the thick bulge in his pants. She can make out the shape and size more clearly with her hand, even through his pants. He's solid and firm under her, and she takes to kneading him. ]
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She won't be able to take it if he stops them again. She won't. But he doesn't seem interested in stopping. ]
Because of you. [ She nudges her nose against his jawline, then scrapes her teeth over the bone, drawing back slightly. ] For you. [ Reaching between them, Rey unfastens her pants, takes his hand and guides it up to her navel, encouraging him to slip down. ] Feel.
[ Please, she doesn't say. But she feels like she's going to set on fire the second he touches her.
Rey's eyes level with his, and she can see how his pupil has practically eclipsed the iris. Giving him room to reach into her pants means separating their hips slightly, but she makes up for it by palming the thick bulge in his pants. She can make out the shape and size more clearly with her hand, even through his pants. He's solid and firm under her, and she takes to kneading him. ]