She relishes this moment, all of it: the way he meets her level of...well, let's call it 'enthusiasm', the way his fingertips dig into her back, the feeling of his beard against her face, the way he smelled rugged and yet refined all at once.
Maybe it's a good thing that he'd rather take it slow. She can't let herself get stupid for someone again, not after Frieda, and god if he fucked her right now she doesn't know if she could keep herself from falling too hard.
She gradually slows her pace, letting her lips just rest against his for the final few seconds before she pulls away. If she went at it too much longer she was going to end up frustrated with too much pent-up desire again. She leans back and slides off of him, crossing her arms in front of her chest and smiling back up at him.
"Fuuuck," she says, her voice low and husky, "Oh, I love a man who's not afraid to get rough."
Not that anything about John said he'd shy away from roughness but the confirmation was nice.
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Date: 2021-09-01 02:59 am (UTC)Maybe it's a good thing that he'd rather take it slow. She can't let herself get stupid for someone again, not after Frieda, and god if he fucked her right now she doesn't know if she could keep herself from falling too hard.
She gradually slows her pace, letting her lips just rest against his for the final few seconds before she pulls away. If she went at it too much longer she was going to end up frustrated with too much pent-up desire again. She leans back and slides off of him, crossing her arms in front of her chest and smiling back up at him.
"Fuuuck," she says, her voice low and husky, "Oh, I love a man who's not afraid to get rough."
Not that anything about John said he'd shy away from roughness but the confirmation was nice.