[The light shivers are all the encouragement he needs; the little hums of enjoyment are just icing on the cake.]
[He wants more than that, though - wants her the way she was before, breath too shallow and cheeks flushed - wants to make her feel good, as much as she'll let him. He knows how to do it, too; or at least, he knows what she asked for.]
[The feather-light brushes against her nipples give way to something firmer, and bolder. The pads of his fingers rub and circle, a deliberate drag across the sensitive nubs.]
[Through it all, he's still aware of her hands on his back - on his legs - and the fact that, though he isn't pressed up against her anymore, the sight of her spread out beneath him makes the heat that seems to be swallowing him from the inside out burn even higher.]
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[He wants more than that, though - wants her the way she was before, breath too shallow and cheeks flushed - wants to make her feel good, as much as she'll let him. He knows how to do it, too; or at least, he knows what she asked for.]
[The feather-light brushes against her nipples give way to something firmer, and bolder. The pads of his fingers rub and circle, a deliberate drag across the sensitive nubs.]
[Through it all, he's still aware of her hands on his back - on his legs - and the fact that, though he isn't pressed up against her anymore, the sight of her spread out beneath him makes the heat that seems to be swallowing him from the inside out burn even higher.]