She smiles as he hems her in, hands by her hips, the warmth of his skin jumping to hers without them ever needing to touch. And then he lowers her to the bed, and she breathes a quiet, gentle laugh into his skin.
She's ready to explore. To find every sweet spot, to touch every inch of him. Only, he has the idea first, and she bites her lip as he descends her body, arching as he scatters kisses across her breasts, squirming when his lips close over her hipbone.
She hasn't shed her shyness, not entirely, and this is something new — her legs draw together a little more modestly, her breathing quickens, her eyes follow his trek. Watching him, curious, nervous, and raw.
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It's comfortable.
She smiles as he hems her in, hands by her hips, the warmth of his skin jumping to hers without them ever needing to touch. And then he lowers her to the bed, and she breathes a quiet, gentle laugh into his skin.
She's ready to explore. To find every sweet spot, to touch every inch of him. Only, he has the idea first, and she bites her lip as he descends her body, arching as he scatters kisses across her breasts, squirming when his lips close over her hipbone.
She hasn't shed her shyness, not entirely, and this is something new — her legs draw together a little more modestly, her breathing quickens, her eyes follow his trek. Watching him, curious, nervous, and raw.