He's taking a moment to breathe too, because she is amazingly tight around him. Every little move causes the most delicious friction. He might get worked up a little too quickly.
Once she breaks away from that kiss, he flashes a thumbs up. And then he signs more very enthusiastically.
After that, his hands settle on her hips, to hold them while she rides, and to give her a little extra assistance if she needs it.
That little moment of stillness is nice; it feels good just to be close for a second.
And it feels great to see that enthusiastic more. Smiling, Chell signs back Yes! and gets to work. Slow at first, pulling her hips back and then pushing down, and speeding up when she gets comfortable.
Fuck that's good. Her head drops forward, her hair falling around her face and her mouth open to take pleased, panting breaths. There's a particular shudder in her breathing sometimes, a silent version of a groan.
Max's dark eyes are fixed on her face, watching her intensely as she rides him. Each one of those shudders sends a new bolt of heat through him. While listening to his partner cry out is a definite turn-on, he finds he doesn't miss it from her. Those silent groans are just as hot.
Speaking of hot, he's starting to feel it boiling over low in his belly. Pleasure coils tight within him, the tension building.
"Chell," he warns, "you keep that up, I'm going to pop off."
She's not quite as close as he is when he speaks up, though she's definitely enjoying herself. She slows down, catching a few breaths, and nods. Okay, okay, that's fine. Let her think how to communicate for a second--
Okay. She reaches for one of his hands and guides it between her legs to her clit. That should be pretty clear, right?
As she starts to roll her hips again, getting back into a rhythm, she meets his eyes and nods. Yes -- more, beautiful, more.
He lets out a sigh that sounds both relieved and disappointed at once. Ultimately, he's glad she showed some mercy on him, that way he can last longer for her.
When she reaches to guide his hand, he smiles. He's on the same page with her almost immediately. His fingers find her clit and begin to work, even before she's started to roll her hips once more
"You're beautiful," he says, following that with a low lusty groan.
Oh, fuck. Chell shudders, thrusting faster, and her nails scrape across Max's chest. God, that's good, and he's hot and hard inside her, and the sounds he makes when he's turned on--
It takes less time than she would have thought for her to get close. Panting, she leans down and kisses him, grabbing his hair with one hand, her breasts against his chest, and grinds hard against his fingers.
And a minute later -- there. When she comes, her breath stutters out against Max's lips and her grip on his hair tightens spasmodically.
She thinks he's hot? She's the one setting his body on fire with those motions. He moans wantonly into her kiss, the volume increasing the more she pulls his hair and grinds against him.
"Oh!" He's gasping as he feels her reaching her crest, her stuttering breath, and spasming hands let him know she's there, and that's all it takes to drag him right along with her.
An earth-shattering cry rings out as he bucks wildly against her, his pulsing cock shooting hot seed with every thrust.
"Oh, Chell," he whimpers, finally sagging back. "Fuck that was good."
Panting, Chell flops down on top of him, going happily limp. She'll get off him in a second; she wants to enjoy the aftershocks first, nuzzling his jaw.
After a minute, she lifts herself up and rolls off to the side to stretch luxuriously. Hot, she signs, grinning over at Max. Thumbs up, yes, 👌
Max is in no hurry to have her move. He craves this closeness just as much as the sex itself. His arms will wrap around her loosely. He'll return her nuzzle with one of his own.
When she signs that to him he laughs. "I know you are, but what am I?" Oh yes. 11/10 would bang again.
For now, however, he will be content to cuddle up with her as long as she will tolerate. Enjoying the post-coital bliss. Then maybe they can think about actually having breakfast.
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Date: 2020-11-30 09:34 pm (UTC)Once she breaks away from that kiss, he flashes a thumbs up. And then he signs more very enthusiastically.
After that, his hands settle on her hips, to hold them while she rides, and to give her a little extra assistance if she needs it.
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Date: 2020-12-02 12:50 am (UTC)And it feels great to see that enthusiastic more. Smiling, Chell signs back Yes! and gets to work. Slow at first, pulling her hips back and then pushing down, and speeding up when she gets comfortable.
Fuck that's good. Her head drops forward, her hair falling around her face and her mouth open to take pleased, panting breaths. There's a particular shudder in her breathing sometimes, a silent version of a groan.
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Date: 2020-12-03 03:27 am (UTC)Speaking of hot, he's starting to feel it boiling over low in his belly. Pleasure coils tight within him, the tension building.
"Chell," he warns, "you keep that up, I'm going to pop off."
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Date: 2020-12-03 04:10 am (UTC)Okay. She reaches for one of his hands and guides it between her legs to her clit. That should be pretty clear, right?
As she starts to roll her hips again, getting back into a rhythm, she meets his eyes and nods. Yes -- more, beautiful, more.
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Date: 2020-12-05 03:30 am (UTC)When she reaches to guide his hand, he smiles. He's on the same page with her almost immediately. His fingers find her clit and begin to work, even before she's started to roll her hips once more
"You're beautiful," he says, following that with a low lusty groan.
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Date: 2020-12-05 05:01 am (UTC)It takes less time than she would have thought for her to get close. Panting, she leans down and kisses him, grabbing his hair with one hand, her breasts against his chest, and grinds hard against his fingers.
And a minute later -- there. When she comes, her breath stutters out against Max's lips and her grip on his hair tightens spasmodically.
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Date: 2020-12-06 06:45 am (UTC)"Oh!" He's gasping as he feels her reaching her crest, her stuttering breath, and spasming hands let him know she's there, and that's all it takes to drag him right along with her.
An earth-shattering cry rings out as he bucks wildly against her, his pulsing cock shooting hot seed with every thrust.
"Oh, Chell," he whimpers, finally sagging back. "Fuck that was good."
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Date: 2020-12-06 06:38 pm (UTC)After a minute, she lifts herself up and rolls off to the side to stretch luxuriously. Hot, she signs, grinning over at Max. Thumbs up, yes, 👌
Great brunch date, 10/10.
good ending?
Date: 2020-12-06 07:04 pm (UTC)When she signs that to him he laughs. "I know you are, but what am I?" Oh yes. 11/10 would bang again.
For now, however, he will be content to cuddle up with her as long as she will tolerate. Enjoying the post-coital bliss. Then maybe they can think about actually having breakfast.