Her hands are hot on his skin and she gasps as he penetrates her, turning her head to muffle a sharp, decadent cry against his shoulder. Her hips rise off the bed and one questing hand curls around his cock in an equally assertive grip.
Her breath is ragged against his jaw. "Just like you, I like it when you tell me -- what you want."
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Her breath is ragged against his jaw. "Just like you, I like it when you tell me -- what you want."