[ She never dreamed that this was even possible. She honestly had resigned herself to a sexless relationship with Mitchell, that perhaps she'd find a way to get him off but that she wouldn't experience any sort of physical pleasure herself. And yet, here she is, in his lap with his fingers inside of her, coaxing heat through her chilled body in a way she hasn't felt in ages.
It's like basking in the sun, the way it warms her, although this warms her from the inside out, not that Mitchell can feel any of that, despite the groan that spills out against her skin.
He takes pleasure in touching her, she can feel that much, pressed against him, at the way he so eagerly moves his mouth over her skin. Her eyes fall shut with a soft moan, just against his ear when his thumb finds that bundle of nerves, so rarely touched.
She can't help the shift of her hips, the way she rocks into his hand and when he offers her another finger, she nods, eagerly, distractedly.] Yes, [ she hums against his ear, moaning again when he slides them inside of her, make her squirm against her.] God, yeah, Mitchell...
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It's like basking in the sun, the way it warms her, although this warms her from the inside out, not that Mitchell can feel any of that, despite the groan that spills out against her skin.
He takes pleasure in touching her, she can feel that much, pressed against him, at the way he so eagerly moves his mouth over her skin. Her eyes fall shut with a soft moan, just against his ear when his thumb finds that bundle of nerves, so rarely touched.
She can't help the shift of her hips, the way she rocks into his hand and when he offers her another finger, she nods, eagerly, distractedly.] Yes, [ she hums against his ear, moaning again when he slides them inside of her, make her squirm against her.] God, yeah, Mitchell...