[ She arches her back as she grinds against him, thrusting her chest higher, and he's not sure if she was doing it to get his attention but it works, his eyes dropping down to her front to watch her for a moment, mesmerized. ]
Yes. [ He's too distracted to dissemble, too jumbled up by the whirlwind emotions of the day to try and guard himself, figuring that the worst that could happen is he scares her off and she avoids him for a few years (or longer, but he's trying not to think that far ahead). It's almost certainly not going to happen, anyway, since she just said she wanted it too, but he can't help but consider the worst-case scenario as well as best-case.
He forces himself to lift his head and look up at her, his eyes sharpening as he visibly focuses his attention on her face instead of the mindless pleasure her body against his brings. ] I want that, baby. I want that a lot.
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Yes. [ He's too distracted to dissemble, too jumbled up by the whirlwind emotions of the day to try and guard himself, figuring that the worst that could happen is he scares her off and she avoids him for a few years (or longer, but he's trying not to think that far ahead). It's almost certainly not going to happen, anyway, since she just said she wanted it too, but he can't help but consider the worst-case scenario as well as best-case.
He forces himself to lift his head and look up at her, his eyes sharpening as he visibly focuses his attention on her face instead of the mindless pleasure her body against his brings. ] I want that, baby. I want that a lot.