"We suit each other, don't we?" Fire and ice, dark and fair, broad and narrow. He dares slide one hand up to engulf one of her breasts in his palm, kneading the flesh boldly.
"I fit inside you like no one else," he murmurs. Her fingers are, no doubt, inadequate: he watches them glisten and slip between her lips without the girth or reach he might have. He kisses the side of her head. "Don't get distracted, Jill. I want us to watch you come apart."
“I have never heard such moaning about the opportunity to play with yourself,” he says, but there’s no heat there. He noses around her temple still. “I won’t touch your quim again until you finish your show for me, even if it takes weeks.”
She feels it. She gives a little wiggle against him, just because she can.
"Do you know," she begins, one hand taking care of her clit while the other teases her entrance, "I have to think of you. I can't finish otherwise. I have to imagine you're making love to me."
"Both," she admits freely, laughing on the end of a sigh he brings forth with that squeeze. "I have so many memories of you, but I can imagine thousands more."
She makes sure he can see how slowly she's sliding her fingers into herself. Maybe if she takes enough time she can convince his hands to travel down her body.
"Perhaps. But I still liked it. I liked watching you."
"Did you really," he murmurs. His hands don't stray, but he'll throw her a bone, stroke her ego: "Sometimes I get hard just for the attention you pay me."
"We'll have to start taking our outings again," he says, gaze fixated on her fingers pumping in and out. "And find ourselves plenty of opportunities to enjoy each other."
She watches him watching her, and spreads her legs wider for a better view for him. Very considerate--or she just wants him to suffer with his cock pressed against her back.
"We do. We should go to the woods, too. Before it's too cold."
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"I've always thought you were my perfect match."
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"He complains, but doesn't offer to help," she teases, working herself. "I truly have crossed a line today."
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Except she thinks back to all the times in the past year he's refrained.
He's capable. If he's determined. And he may be, just to win a challenge.
She leans back against him some more and decides she best use both hands.
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“We will see if I’m all that mad,” he says, groping her once more.
His dick is certainly coming to life again too, where it can press against the small of her back.
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"Do you know," she begins, one hand taking care of her clit while the other teases her entrance, "I have to think of you. I can't finish otherwise. I have to imagine you're making love to me."
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“Do you imagine new stories, or couplings we’ve played out before?”
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He kisses the side of her neck.
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"I like it. Even if I think you may be having too much fun."
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"I don't think you have fun when I choke on the size of you," she laughs softly. Too soon? "But I enjoy a challenge. I found that very enjoyable."
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"There are other parts of you better suited for taking me," he says.
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"Perhaps. But I still liked it. I liked watching you."
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"We do. We should go to the woods, too. Before it's too cold."
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"You don't understand how you've ruined my own touch for me," she then laughs. "I have to pretend it's you, and even then..."
Maybe if she's very pathetic he'll take pity on her.
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"I worry I cannot," she says sadly. It's not a lie. Just a concern.
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"Do you want to try?"
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