He had no idea what to expect, what to do, but he supposed instinct had to count for something. His mouth went dry when her hand was finally on him, eyes widening for a brief moment before a low, rumbling sound left him... Goddamn.
His own hand followed soon after, mimicking her movements as they slipped inside her jeans. Fingers brushed over her, exploring, and he moans at the heat, the slickness.
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He had no idea what to expect, what to do, but he supposed instinct had to count for something. His mouth went dry when her hand was finally on him, eyes widening for a brief moment before a low, rumbling sound left him... Goddamn.
His own hand followed soon after, mimicking her movements as they slipped inside her jeans. Fingers brushed over her, exploring, and he moans at the heat, the slickness.