She doesn't even look at his length as he obeys her, her eyes not leaving his face. It's not really about the sex for her, though the sex is always nice. It's about the connection, and, tonight, it's about the game and making him want her more than he ever has before.
She scoots a little closer, shifting onto her hip, lifting her hand to trail her fingers up his chest, just barely touching him. Up. Down. Up again, all the way to his lips. Her thumb runs along them, then her fingers trail back down his neck, down his chest and down, down almost all the way to what she knows he wants her to touch.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
(no subject)
Date: 2024-12-20 04:12 am (UTC)She scoots a little closer, shifting onto her hip, lifting her hand to trail her fingers up his chest, just barely touching him. Up. Down. Up again, all the way to his lips. Her thumb runs along them, then her fingers trail back down his neck, down his chest and down, down almost all the way to what she knows he wants her to touch.
"Are you going to be a good boy for me?"