Reading her reactions, feeling them and responding, he gives her what she wants, what they both need.
When her head goes back his own bows, kissing her throat, gasping into her collar. As much as he wants to continue on and on, the end is coming and he works hard to make sure it's something they reach together.
Every motion, each thrust, is meant to build upon the blaze that's already burning, striving towards an inferno to engulf them both.
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When her head goes back his own bows, kissing her throat, gasping into her collar. As much as he wants to continue on and on, the end is coming and he works hard to make sure it's something they reach together.
Every motion, each thrust, is meant to build upon the blaze that's already burning, striving towards an inferno to engulf them both.