His lips drew away from her for just a brief moment as he moaned, hips bucking again when her teeth teased the sensitive flesh. He breathed deeply and audibly as he sank back down to the mattress, his head tipping up again to mouth at her inner thigh, biting her there.
"Move," he breathed warmly, finding that keeping his head up like this was becoming a little uncomfortable. "Sit on my face. Rub yourself against me."
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"Move," he breathed warmly, finding that keeping his head up like this was becoming a little uncomfortable. "Sit on my face. Rub yourself against me."