[What you said, and what you're doing right now, sends electricity coursing throughout his body, including the most pertinent parts. If he wasn't already hard before, he most definitely is now. You'll feel it too, as he luxuriantly stretches on top of you.]
Have I ever told you how glad I am that you own me?
[He's pretty sure he has, but he slides his length back and forth over your clit anyway. Just to emphasize the point.]
[ And she responds, perhaps, in precisely the way that you're hoping she would because you know exactly what turns her on: in a sharp exhaled gasp against your ear, a fluttering of eyelids, the perfect "O" of her mouth before she's biting down on her lip, the press of her back against the pillows, the dig of her nails against your shoulder.
It's getting incredibly difficult to breathe now, because she's painfully aware of the familiar shape of you against her crotch. Her hips are aware of it too, from the way they're rolling up in an attempt to push her clit up closer to your cock. ]
You better be.
[ The heat of that statement is tempered by how much you've thrown her. ]
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Have I ever told you how glad I am that you own me?
[He's pretty sure he has, but he slides his length back and forth over your clit anyway. Just to emphasize the point.]
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It's getting incredibly difficult to breathe now, because she's painfully aware of the familiar shape of you against her crotch. Her hips are aware of it too, from the way they're rolling up in an attempt to push her clit up closer to your cock. ]
You better be.
[ The heat of that statement is tempered by how much you've thrown her. ]