Somehow, she'd pictured him rather being a top rather than bottom in all his brash confidence, but that wasn't so much the clear-cut truth of things rather than a smokescreen, wasn't it? Or maybe that was just with her. Either way, she'd never pictured him preferring this particular arrangement, but god, does she love it. And she loves it even more when his calloused hands get to work just as she'd directed, squeezing and pinching with enough force to send her pulse skyrocketing.
"Oh, yes," she moans throatily, her head tipping back in pleasure and nails digging into his shoulders, hips grinding down harder for a couple of passes in gratitude, drawing a pitchy whine from her lips when his pubic bone pushes so perfectly against her clit. "Just like that, oh Tony..."
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Date: 2016-10-15 06:32 pm (UTC)"Oh, yes," she moans throatily, her head tipping back in pleasure and nails digging into his shoulders, hips grinding down harder for a couple of passes in gratitude, drawing a pitchy whine from her lips when his pubic bone pushes so perfectly against her clit. "Just like that, oh Tony..."