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maybe she should have gotten to know him a little more before dragging him home and bedding him but in a way, that made it easier for her to do this with him. and she can't regret how good it feels to be straddling him, slowly starting to rock her hips as he encourages her to do.

she kisses him back, captures that moan between her lips and savors it. her hands move to his shoulders as she starts to ride him, breaking from the kiss to whisper.] I've been wondering how this would feel. [ ever since that first night.] Have you?

Yeah, I have.

( that night that he'd met her had been chaotic and overwhelming and while he'd definitely wondered about this, he'd guessed that they wouldn't get the chance.

there was always so much going on that just having a night with someone seemed almost impossible. but here they were.

she starts moving and he inhales, leaning forward and pressing a quick kiss to her lips before he rests his mouth against her cheek. )

[ she shivers slightly at the way it feels to have his lips against her cheek, his breath sweep across the skin there and blowing at her hair. she shifts above him, trying to move a little more purpose above him.

she smiles to herself as she rolls her hips.] It feels good. You feel good.

So do you.

( she starts moving a little faster, a little firmer and he wraps one of his arms more fully around her, not trying to do anything but feel more of her and feel how she moves.

he doesn't pull his mouth away from her jaw, sliding down to her neck and sucking at her pulse while she moves her hips against his, drawing a moan from him. )

[ she draws in a sharp breath when his mouth slides against her neck, the mixture of pleasure and pain, but it feels good combined with the press of his body inside of her.]

Yeah-- [ she grins as she lets her head fall back and grind her hips harder, lifting more on her knees.]

( yes. yes, he agrees even though his words don't come. his mouth stays pressed against her neck and he laves his tongue against the skin before he sucks in a sharp breath and brings his mouth up to kiss her while she presses down against him.

he's so deep and she's so tight and warm around her that he just wants to stay right in this moment. he knows that's not possible but he wishes it here. )

[ she doesn't need words from him now, his body is giving her what she wants, what she needs. she kisses him back, she gasps against his mouth as she moves above him.

her fingers slide down over his arms, then back up again to slide down his back, nails biting gently at his skin, testing the waters and feeling restless.]

( he likes that. marcos doesn't say anything, not yet, but he likes that. he leans into her, a quiet moan slipping out as he kisses her.

and then he pushes back into her hands, trying to encourage her to do that again. she doesn't need to treat him like he's made of glass. )

[ he seems to like it and she does it again, pressing her nails a little harder into his skin. her nails press into his back and it helps give her better leverage to rock against him.

she breaks from his mouth to let her head fall back with a moan, giving her space to breathe as she feels more and more breathless.]

( when she pulls away, marcos tries to chase her, not wanting to lose that contact. he can't reach her mouth but her head tipping back gives him the space to press his lips to her neck, dragging them down to her pulse and then up again to her jaw.

he pants a bit and then bites at her gently, holding onto her hips tightly and trying to arch into her when she presses down against him. )

[ she lets out a breathless bought of laughter when he chases after her, trying to kiss her. she lets out a soft sound when his mouth finds her skin again and she tilts her head back more to give him more access.

of course, even as good as it feels to be on top of him, to be moving above him, she feels restless.] More.

( if she wants more, she'll get more. he doesn't know exactly how he's going to do that but he goes on instinct, grabbing at her hips and trying to arch into harder, deeper.

his mouth doesn't move away from her neck, sucking a mark against the sensitive skin there. )

[ he gives her more, taking hold of her body and thrusting into her a bit harder and when he moves to make a mark on her neck, she feels a pulse of pleasure run up her spine.

for a moment, her eyes fall shut with a moan and she's only able to speak after she savors the sound of their skin colliding.] Is this how you like it?

Yeah, yeah.

( it's not the only way but it's definitely one of the things he likes when he's with someone. he doesn't want to be treated like glass, made to feel like he's different so he looks for ways to get away from that.

so yeah, he likes it like this. he murmurs the words quietly, lips never leaving her neck and continues trying to arch up into her hard. )

I want you to come, Marcos, [ she murmurs softly, letting him arch into hard, making her gasp. she evens out her voice, giving a slight command to it.] I want you to fuck me how you want and come undone.

( he doesn't even know what to do with words like that. he's not a prude and this is definitely not his first time with someone but still, he's just...it's unfamiliar.

he swallows and looks up at her, unable to stop from just gazing at her for a few moments before he lurches forward and fits his mouth to hers, a hard kiss while he grabs onto her hips and tries to push himself deeper and deeper. )

[ when she catches his gaze, she worries that she'd said the wrong thing, pushed him too hard with her words. in her experience, that kind of talk was appealing to most men, that would set him on the path to climax.

she keeps her eyes on his suddenly feeling more vulnerable and less in control, the way he looks at her reminds her of how someone she tries not to think about in these moments would look at her. and she draws in a shaky breath before he kisses her and drags her body closer, pressing in her hard.]

( he doesn't mean to cause any concern for her and he doesn't realize he does before he kisses her, trying to pull her closer and lift his hips harder into hers, trying to get as close to where he needs to be as he can.

he wants her to come along with him when it's time but right now, he focuses on himself and how he feels. )

[ she rolls her hips into his, with his, wanting that same closeness. her breathing is uneven and heavy, her mouth moving to wander along his jaw and neck, eyes fluttering shut as she holds onto him tightly.]

( it feels good, better than he even expected. he doesn't know what he'd thought with this place but the problem definitely isn't the people.

this isn't the issue, he can do this. and he likes doing this which is why he focuses everything on her, on trying to lift his hips harder and faster into hers, trying to get them both closer and closer to that edge. )

[ she keeps riding him, urging him to keep moving beneath her. her hand slips between to touch herself, because her body is already moving towards another orgasm and now she wants to fall over that edge with him.]

I'm getting close.

( yeah, so was he. he knows that he's going to have to really focus to hang on and not come before her because he wants them to come together or close together.

so, he grits his teeth and nods, keeping her close to him and pushing up into her harder and harder, feeling the burn of exertion in his hips. but he doesn't stop, doesn't even slow. )

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