[What's left of her polite, careful restraint seems to dissolve under that insistent touch, mouth opening to let him take what he wants — wet and hot, embarrassingly eager. Unable to keep herself from making low, unfocused sounds of pleasure, from nipping at his bottom lip when the need for air forces them apart.
The way she stares at him is different now. Hungry, expectant.]
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The way she stares at him is different now. Hungry, expectant.]