[What she wouldn't do to feel his mouth in place of her hands and the temptation is strong to let him do it. That frustration she hears doesn't help abate her suddenly building need. She should have mercy on him, mercy on herself, but she won't. Not until she takes a deep breath and pulls him as deep as she can, moving a hand to hold his hips in place as she swallows, dark eyes watching every flicker of reactions on his face.]
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