"Yes." Molly moaned and she could have been answering his question or responding to what he was doing, she wasn't really sure. She was lost to the sensation of him dragging his mouth over her, air chill where he left wet bruises on her skin. She moved with him as he changed sides, chasing the warmth of his tongue and groaning.
She dropped a hand between them, between her legs and down over the hardness in his soft pants. She licked her lips and let her fingers drift up and under the elastic, into his underwear to grip him loosely, a promise of more in the way she stroked him slowly.
The sharp edge of his teeth helped her think again and she repeated herself. "Yes. I could feel what you feel, if you let me into your mind willingly." She wouldn't do it any other way. But the idea of being in his head while they did this, while they were together, made her ache, underwear growing hot and wet with the thought.
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Date: 2016-01-17 10:27 pm (UTC)She dropped a hand between them, between her legs and down over the hardness in his soft pants. She licked her lips and let her fingers drift up and under the elastic, into his underwear to grip him loosely, a promise of more in the way she stroked him slowly.
The sharp edge of his teeth helped her think again and she repeated herself. "Yes. I could feel what you feel, if you let me into your mind willingly." She wouldn't do it any other way. But the idea of being in his head while they did this, while they were together, made her ache, underwear growing hot and wet with the thought.