[And she can palm all she likes, he'll arch into her touch. But he's not feeling like drawing this out all slow and lazy, not really. He wants her, after all they've been through today. He wants the outlet. He needs her and he held off as patiently as he can.
He has to sit up to get his jeans off, which means she'll have to roll off of him, but he nudges her to the side and kicks off his shoes and hastily gets what's left of his clothing off, so he can then do the same for her.
And then he's quick to pounce, grinning as he knocks her back down against her jacket and props himself up over her, on his knees with one hand to prop himself up while the other explores her body, stroking and dragging his nails until his fingers find their way to her clit to tease and pinch.]
Y'know what I'm gonna do? I'm gonna pick you up an' drag you over to my bike an' bend you over it.
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[And she can palm all she likes, he'll arch into her touch. But he's not feeling like drawing this out all slow and lazy, not really. He wants her, after all they've been through today. He wants the outlet. He needs her and he held off as patiently as he can.
He has to sit up to get his jeans off, which means she'll have to roll off of him, but he nudges her to the side and kicks off his shoes and hastily gets what's left of his clothing off, so he can then do the same for her.
And then he's quick to pounce, grinning as he knocks her back down against her jacket and props himself up over her, on his knees with one hand to prop himself up while the other explores her body, stroking and dragging his nails until his fingers find their way to her clit to tease and pinch.]
Y'know what I'm gonna do? I'm gonna pick you up an' drag you over to my bike an' bend you over it.