It’s a process. You remake yourself and are remade, over and over and over.
“All of the above,” Stephen says, warmly, his free hand tracing her jawline. A promise for the future. “We have time. We’ll try it all, eventually.”
But for right now— That practiced twist of her Gwenaëlle’s hand is simply too effective, they can’t be over before they’ve begun, so Stephen regretfully breaks contact and stills her movement in order to reach for the edges of his shirt and tug it off, throwing it somewhere in the room. Considering the options. On their sides feels like it could be intimate, languorous; a way to slowly ease awake on another morning, maybe, sprawled over each other with the languid press of him inside her,
but he’s a little hungrier than that, this particular morning. Their weeks apart stoking this starvation.
So he kisses her again, a decision taking shape. “Roll over,” he says (commands; he’s learned, too, that she likes it when he does that), and then there’s movement and readjustment in the bed. Gwenaëlle tipping back off his lap, the shimmy to kick his trousers further loose, his wet fingers against her hip, his cock hard and straining as he kneels behind her.
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“All of the above,” Stephen says, warmly, his free hand tracing her jawline. A promise for the future. “We have time. We’ll try it all, eventually.”
But for right now— That practiced twist of her Gwenaëlle’s hand is simply too effective, they can’t be over before they’ve begun, so Stephen regretfully breaks contact and stills her movement in order to reach for the edges of his shirt and tug it off, throwing it somewhere in the room. Considering the options. On their sides feels like it could be intimate, languorous; a way to slowly ease awake on another morning, maybe, sprawled over each other with the languid press of him inside her,
but he’s a little hungrier than that, this particular morning. Their weeks apart stoking this starvation.
So he kisses her again, a decision taking shape. “Roll over,” he says (commands; he’s learned, too, that she likes it when he does that), and then there’s movement and readjustment in the bed. Gwenaëlle tipping back off his lap, the shimmy to kick his trousers further loose, his wet fingers against her hip, his cock hard and straining as he kneels behind her.