Mmm. [Lazy, breathless assent. She wraps her arms around his neck -- were they already there? She's too content to remember. But there's one thing that definitely isn't all right. It pulses against her leg, hot and needy.]
But you're not. [She slips a hand down to wrap around his erection, not yet stroking, just running her thumb across it.]
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But you're not. [She slips a hand down to wrap around his erection, not yet stroking, just running her thumb across it.]