12.Jan.21, 11:38 PM
The feel of his mouth on her nipple easily coaxed a moan from Esille's throat as she eagerly rolled her hips to grind against him. Pendalier's gentler touches were a welcome contrast to their earlier fun and she lazily allowed herself to indulge in all of that soothing pleasure. The sharper nip tore a soft gasp from her as she shivered, her grinding pausing for the moment as he pulled her into a demanding kiss that she eagerly returned.
Ah but she loved this man, for all his mercurial moods and his dangerous intensity. Esille let him stay in charge of moving her, immediately moving her arms to rest on his shoulders by his neck once he gave her permission to touch him. She leaned in to nibble delicately at his lower lip before kissing him again as she started to move her hips on her own, keeping her pace torturously slow. This was a much more fun torture, if only because she could see how much he wanted more too. That frustrated hunger in his eyes and the hitch of his breath and the tension in his jaw, they all spoke to how much more he wanted her.
Esille settled down on his lap, squirming slightly as she had his erection pressed inside of her to the hilt. She paused there, nibbling and kissing at his neck, hands sliding down his skin before she started her slow ascent again. This was a much easier game to manage so long as she could keep running her hands and lips across Pendalier's body, and she was eager to see what he would do when it finally became more than he could bear.
Ah but she loved this man, for all his mercurial moods and his dangerous intensity. Esille let him stay in charge of moving her, immediately moving her arms to rest on his shoulders by his neck once he gave her permission to touch him. She leaned in to nibble delicately at his lower lip before kissing him again as she started to move her hips on her own, keeping her pace torturously slow. This was a much more fun torture, if only because she could see how much he wanted more too. That frustrated hunger in his eyes and the hitch of his breath and the tension in his jaw, they all spoke to how much more he wanted her.
Esille settled down on his lap, squirming slightly as she had his erection pressed inside of her to the hilt. She paused there, nibbling and kissing at his neck, hands sliding down his skin before she started her slow ascent again. This was a much easier game to manage so long as she could keep running her hands and lips across Pendalier's body, and she was eager to see what he would do when it finally became more than he could bear.