[Her smiles grows a little more thinner, wavering and slightly less convincing, her unfulfilled flesh still reacting to the light wandering touch of his hand. She tries to soothe him, to convince him that she is more than all right, to flatter him enough that he could forget the whole scandalous, ludicrous idea. Yet her words are becoming increasingly transparent, when there is still a hot slickness between her thighs, swollen pink and unsatisfied.
When she feels his thumb brush close to forbidden heat, she startles once, shuddering strongly from just the barest pressure. His drowsy, affected manner of speech sounds adorably humble, and she couldn't bear the thought of rousing him from his peace because of her own unbecoming lack of pleasure, because she lacks the knowledge that every young and vivacious young girl should have every experience in. And what sort of a woman does that make her?
Her hands clasp fast over his, fastening over his wrist with a wary refusal.]
You'll spoil me rotten, if you try—
[She attempts to speak in a light, teasing tone, but it sounds more frayed and fragile than she would like.]
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[Her smiles grows a little more thinner, wavering and slightly less convincing, her unfulfilled flesh still reacting to the light wandering touch of his hand. She tries to soothe him, to convince him that she is more than all right, to flatter him enough that he could forget the whole scandalous, ludicrous idea. Yet her words are becoming increasingly transparent, when there is still a hot slickness between her thighs, swollen pink and unsatisfied.
When she feels his thumb brush close to forbidden heat, she startles once, shuddering strongly from just the barest pressure. His drowsy, affected manner of speech sounds adorably humble, and she couldn't bear the thought of rousing him from his peace because of her own unbecoming lack of pleasure, because she lacks the knowledge that every young and vivacious young girl should have every experience in. And what sort of a woman does that make her?
Her hands clasp fast over his, fastening over his wrist with a wary refusal.]
You'll spoil me rotten, if you try—
[She attempts to speak in a light, teasing tone, but it sounds more frayed and fragile than she would like.]