The small pain of her fingers digging into me somehow make all the pleasurable sensations so much better. More real. I'm not sure what manner of fucked up I have to be to feel better that I'm hurting just a little bit, but I do. I don't think I'd know what to do with feeling as good as the pure pleasure she's giving me otherwise.
When she slides down on my I can't help but cry out against her lips. All at once there's the sensation of an almost painful ache being satisfied while be replaced with a desire for more, an ache of a different kind.
For a moment I just stop, I hold still and just take in how it all feels. She's wet and hot and tight around me. He breath is warm against my skin and her body feels that perfect combination of soft and firm against me.
Then something snaps and I kiss her again, firmly as I rock my hips up against her. Despite how badly I want to go fast and hard, I force myself to instead make long, powerful movements against her. As soft as she is to the touch, and as soft as she can touch, Cass seems to beg the response of power. Like calling to like.
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Date: 2012-08-06 09:49 pm (UTC)When she slides down on my I can't help but cry out against her lips. All at once there's the sensation of an almost painful ache being satisfied while be replaced with a desire for more, an ache of a different kind.
For a moment I just stop, I hold still and just take in how it all feels. She's wet and hot and tight around me. He breath is warm against my skin and her body feels that perfect combination of soft and firm against me.
Then something snaps and I kiss her again, firmly as I rock my hips up against her. Despite how badly I want to go fast and hard, I force myself to instead make long, powerful movements against her. As soft as she is to the touch, and as soft as she can touch, Cass seems to beg the response of power. Like calling to like.