[ Thankfully, he is a quick learner, it seems. And his fingers soon take the place of hers in touching her, which keeps her impatience at bay. She hums greedily, in confirmation that he's doing well, encouraging him to keep touching her as she rocks her hips a little into that touch.
Meanwhile, his mouth finds her throat and she reaches up to tug at his hair, experimentally, to see if he likes it or not, her voice a little more breathless than she intends it to be.]
Tell me how you want to take me, Ronan. Hard and fast? Slow? From behind? On top of me? How? Tell me.
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Meanwhile, his mouth finds her throat and she reaches up to tug at his hair, experimentally, to see if he likes it or not, her voice a little more breathless than she intends it to be.]
Tell me how you want to take me, Ronan. Hard and fast? Slow? From behind? On top of me? How? Tell me.