[ maybe she's less qualified to really be able to sense all the obvious indicators of life beneath her fingertips; he's warm and willing enough, and in the end, that might be the only thing that matters, the only thing she's really caught up with in terms of using him to scratch an itch — at least, that's how she'll justify it to herself after, by the time they're both panting side-by-side.
she's prepared, almost hoping for him to let her take the lead here, to be okay with her just pinning him down into the mattress and steering them in the direction she wants to be in — but when he puts hands on her, an unexpectedly wide spread of fingers across the curve of her back, it's warm on her skin and she arches into him before she can stop herself, fingers sliding up and into the thick tufts of his hair as he drops his mouth to the edge of her jawline.
and for a second she forgets that she wants to hurry this along, wants to skip right ahead to the good stuff; she just rocks down and against him instead, breathes a sigh, and dips her head back enough to wordlessly encourage him to keep going as far as putting his mouth on her goes, wanting to feel the heated presses there down the curve of her neck and the hollow of her throat, the plane of her chest leadingn down to the swells of her breasts beneath her bra. ]
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she's prepared, almost hoping for him to let her take the lead here, to be okay with her just pinning him down into the mattress and steering them in the direction she wants to be in — but when he puts hands on her, an unexpectedly wide spread of fingers across the curve of her back, it's warm on her skin and she arches into him before she can stop herself, fingers sliding up and into the thick tufts of his hair as he drops his mouth to the edge of her jawline.
and for a second she forgets that she wants to hurry this along, wants to skip right ahead to the good stuff; she just rocks down and against him instead, breathes a sigh, and dips her head back enough to wordlessly encourage him to keep going as far as putting his mouth on her goes, wanting to feel the heated presses there down the curve of her neck and the hollow of her throat, the plane of her chest leadingn down to the swells of her breasts beneath her bra. ]