[ His own breath stutters for a moment as well at her touches, his hips swaying into that grip. All his motions so slow, though intent, calm but still heavy with feeling and arousal, his eyes cracked open just enough that he can look into hers, their faces close, their noses almost brushing.
Her response to the shifting of his hand has him moving it again, palm pressing as he slides it up, his fingers tracing along her slit, slipping into her heat. He keeps going until he finds the sensitive knot at the top, then with his fingertips he draws circles around her clit, holding his breath for that one moment. ]
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Her response to the shifting of his hand has him moving it again, palm pressing as he slides it up, his fingers tracing along her slit, slipping into her heat. He keeps going until he finds the sensitive knot at the top, then with his fingertips he draws circles around her clit, holding his breath for that one moment. ]