[It was all too much; her breathing turned more ragged the more contact he granted her, and the coolness of his lips and tongue cancelled out any pain the bruise he was creating might have produced. When he presses their bodies together, further anchoring her to the cement, she bites back a groan, hissing through her teeth as she finally feels the extent of his arousal through her trousers.
Quickly, she undoes the zip on her jacket, tossing it to the side, revealing nothing underneath it but a flimsy, black racerback tank. Leaning forward, she pulls him by the nape towards her, nipping at his jawline and throat, her breath producing ringlets of steam and condensation against his icy skin.]
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Quickly, she undoes the zip on her jacket, tossing it to the side, revealing nothing underneath it but a flimsy, black racerback tank. Leaning forward, she pulls him by the nape towards her, nipping at his jawline and throat, her breath producing ringlets of steam and condensation against his icy skin.]
I think you're forgiven.