[She curses again, no better words she can think of to respond to the feel of her name being called--the desperation in his voice--the hot tremble of him pulsing against her, and--
The sound she eventually lets out is mostly wordless, low and accompanied by a whole-body shiver. Her hips judder up and up and up, not quite enough until it's suddenly too much, and she's lost.
Eventually she falls lax against the couch cushions with a long, explosive breath, panting as if having just run a 10k. Pulls him flush against her nevertheless, hip to hip and chest to chest, to feel the race of his heart against her own, to take his heat and his weight and his scent and everything. Her hands move up to his sandy hair, to cup those flushed cheeks, and when she goes to kiss him again it's fueled by a different type of desperation but no less intense.]
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The sound she eventually lets out is mostly wordless, low and accompanied by a whole-body shiver. Her hips judder up and up and up, not quite enough until it's suddenly too much, and she's lost.
Eventually she falls lax against the couch cushions with a long, explosive breath, panting as if having just run a 10k. Pulls him flush against her nevertheless, hip to hip and chest to chest, to feel the race of his heart against her own, to take his heat and his weight and his scent and everything. Her hands move up to his sandy hair, to cup those flushed cheeks, and when she goes to kiss him again it's fueled by a different type of desperation but no less intense.]