[The sigh he releases is pleased and aching all at once. The sounds she's making are difficult to hear beneath his own pulse ringing in his ears, but he's finding them feeding into whatever messed up blend that put him in this state - yet again.
One of his hands slips out of the heat under her skirt to cup at the side of her neck, thumb pressing hard along her jaw, but the other finds the curve of her backside and pulls her against him.
His legs move apart just enough to brace his feet on the floor, boots scraping on the floor, a motion to divert himself from rolling his hips up against her weight and to brace himself for the likely moment that control will stretch to its limit. For the moment, he merely lets himself be guided back into her mouth again, wanting to eat that breath in between her lips for himself. He finds himself wanting the air she breathes, the heat she carries and the friction she creates, not just on him but within his core.]
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One of his hands slips out of the heat under her skirt to cup at the side of her neck, thumb pressing hard along her jaw, but the other finds the curve of her backside and pulls her against him.
His legs move apart just enough to brace his feet on the floor, boots scraping on the floor, a motion to divert himself from rolling his hips up against her weight and to brace himself for the likely moment that control will stretch to its limit. For the moment, he merely lets himself be guided back into her mouth again, wanting to eat that breath in between her lips for himself. He finds himself wanting the air she breathes, the heat she carries and the friction she creates, not just on him but within his core.]