Her hips bucked, causing his hard length to slide along the crease of her thigh and he choked out a strangled gasp of his own. At her dazed exclamation, he laughed breathlessly, fondly, the pads of his fingers pressing upward against that place within her that seemed to set her alight.
"That's what this is about. Long fingers and a better angle," he observed wryly, grinning as he pressed in deeper, the pad of his thumb pressing against the tight, swollen bundle of nerves.
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"That's what this is about. Long fingers and a better angle," he observed wryly, grinning as he pressed in deeper, the pad of his thumb pressing against the tight, swollen bundle of nerves.