[Erica makes no effort to make sure she looks good in the middle of this. All of her focus zeroes in on the curve of his finger and the pressure of the tip inside her. Her efforts become limited to the movement of her hips, the desperate breaths she takes between each rocking motion and each moan that gets higher and higher pitched.
She knows what he wants from her, and as she works herself on his hand over and over again, she steadily draws herself closer and closer. Sweat beads on her brow, her nails start to break the skin at his shoulders as her fingers tense further. Visions of him fucking her at school, them wrecking the place with the force of it, maybe even getting caught--all of it runs through her mind as her eyes close. It gets her hotter, gets her more on edge, and it's in the middle of looking down at him, anticipating the feel of him pressed deep inside her that she reaches climax.
The sensation rushes her nerves before she can prepare. Her arms go stiff and elbows lock, her hips bear down harder on his hand again, and with a choking noise she shudders above him. But she doesn't stop and let it pass. Her hips keep moving, trying to keep her orgasm rolling through her until she gives him what he wants. Her eyes glow gold once more and her moans turn to howls, a release as much as it's a challenge for more.]
...that moment when you notice awful typos in the tag you made before /)_(\
She knows what he wants from her, and as she works herself on his hand over and over again, she steadily draws herself closer and closer. Sweat beads on her brow, her nails start to break the skin at his shoulders as her fingers tense further. Visions of him fucking her at school, them wrecking the place with the force of it, maybe even getting caught--all of it runs through her mind as her eyes close. It gets her hotter, gets her more on edge, and it's in the middle of looking down at him, anticipating the feel of him pressed deep inside her that she reaches climax.
The sensation rushes her nerves before she can prepare. Her arms go stiff and elbows lock, her hips bear down harder on his hand again, and with a choking noise she shudders above him. But she doesn't stop and let it pass. Her hips keep moving, trying to keep her orgasm rolling through her until she gives him what he wants. Her eyes glow gold once more and her moans turn to howls, a release as much as it's a challenge for more.]