He went back to kissing her. He couldn't get enough of kissing her.
He brought one of her hands back up from his ass to his chest again, guiding it a bit more heavily than it had been when she first touched him. He covered her hand, guiding the weight and pressure for a moment, so she got a feel for how to handle him, as he eased them into reversing their positions--a slow shift, him on his back with her just over top of him.
He slid her other hand around a little more slowly, cautiously. He didn't doubt her conviction. "It's like touching yourself," he said, softly, against her lips.
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Date: 2016-03-13 05:22 pm (UTC)He brought one of her hands back up from his ass to his chest again, guiding it a bit more heavily than it had been when she first touched him. He covered her hand, guiding the weight and pressure for a moment, so she got a feel for how to handle him, as he eased them into reversing their positions--a slow shift, him on his back with her just over top of him.
He slid her other hand around a little more slowly, cautiously. He didn't doubt her conviction. "It's like touching yourself," he said, softly, against her lips.