[ dutch's voice dips a little lower, turning a little huskier. it's not deliberate, for the most part, just a reaction to what she's seeing. to liking what she's seeing. ]
When you think about me like this? Hells, yeah.
[ she lets him set the pace for a moment before she mutters, tone soft but belying steel: ] Slow down some more.
( The huskiness in her voice does something to him, knowing that she's getting turned on by this. A small smile graces his lips, looking proud for a moment, before he focuses back on the hand he has wrapped around his dick. )
You are a cruel woman.
( He says, slowing down, but the teasing tone in his voice tells her he doesn't actually mean it. His pace is painstaking, and he rewards her not only with the sight of his cock standing erect but with the deliberately lewd sounds of his moaning. )
[ she likes seeing him like this, but more than that, she likes that he does as she says without question, if not without commentary. she shifts a little, pressing her thighs together, stomach tight. ]
( He can't help but be a little cheeky. When she tells him to swipe his thumb over the head, though, he does just that, his thumb swirling and rubbing over the bead of pre-cum leaking from the tip. His hips buck up against the contact, wanting more. )
Is this making you wet? ( He asks, his voice silky soft, wanting to know just how much she's enjoying this. )
( his hips buck up and dutch lets out a pleased little noise. )
Yeah. And so's imagining sinking down on you and feeling you hard inside me. ( she smiles. ) I wouldn't move at first. Not until you're desperate for something more, begging me to.
( she can imagine it so easily, holding his hands down and being full, filled, the sensation of it — )
( He exhales raggedly, his eyes still partly closed as he imagines Dutch doing just that. Lowering herself down onto him slowly, clenching tightly around him just as teasingly as his hand is doing to his cock. Not moving until she allows it. )
I don't beg easily. ( He says, his voice growing even more husky, making it clear that he wants to. )
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When you think about me like this? Hells, yeah.
[ she lets him set the pace for a moment before she mutters, tone soft but belying steel: ] Slow down some more.
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You are a cruel woman.
( He says, slowing down, but the teasing tone in his voice tells her he doesn't actually mean it. His pace is painstaking, and he rewards her not only with the sight of his cock standing erect but with the deliberately lewd sounds of his moaning. )
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[ she likes seeing him like this, but more than that, she likes that he does as she says without question, if not without commentary. she shifts a little, pressing her thighs together, stomach tight. ]
Now swipe the thumb over the head for me.
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Is this making you wet? ( He asks, his voice silky soft, wanting to know just how much she's enjoying this. )
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Yeah. And so's imagining sinking down on you and feeling you hard inside me. ( she smiles. ) I wouldn't move at first. Not until you're desperate for something more, begging me to.
( she can imagine it so easily, holding his hands down and being full, filled, the sensation of it — )
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I don't beg easily. ( He says, his voice growing even more husky, making it clear that he wants to. )
But you'd like that, wouldn't you?
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( there's a soft intake of breath as she pushes one hand down between her legs, rolling her hips against her fingers. teasing herself a little. )
But imagine me clenching down around you again and then again. Maybe roll my hips a little and then stop again.