[ She gives a soft sigh of pleasure when his mouth moves down her throat, arching towards him as her head falls back, utterly enjoying his attention. One hand lifts to thread in his curls, anchoring a grip, her nails raking lightly against his scalp as her other hand continues in her exploration. Down over his torso, pausing to inspect every dip, every nuance, she learns him by touch rather than sight, seeking out sensitivity as she works her way down. She pauses to let her fingertips circle around one of his nipples, teasing over the nub with a light touch, gauging his reaction to everything. ]
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