She stilled her hand, fingers still wrapped firmly around his length but not pushing him forward any more. Because she wanted more, and he wanted more, and there was still so much farther to go.
"What do we do now?" It seemed weird to just...climb on. And the thought cause her cheeks to pink. But she wasn't sure how else to go forward.
it's ok I'm resisting a terrible joke about where at least one of his limbs is.
"What do we do now?" It seemed weird to just...climb on. And the thought cause her cheeks to pink. But she wasn't sure how else to go forward.