[He doesn't freeze when she starts working his cock. Another day, another time, he might — might need time to recover from the simple fact that she's touching him at all, which always seems a little miraculous. He's past that today, though. It's still miraculous, because Jeanne is always miraculous, but it's also a delicious inevitability. She's touching him; he's going to fuck her, right here and right now, in this alley. Because that's what she wants.]
[So he surges forward instead, digging his fingers into the curve of her ass and smirking against her mouth as he kisses her. He'd take a hell of a lot more working up if it weren't for the fact that she wants this so badly. There's not a lot that turns him on quicker than that.]
I think you're incredibly desperate. But you're saying you're not?
[His fingers dig in tight, bruising, as he lifts her a little. He doesn't have to look, so he busies himself biting at her jaw, bracing her back against the wall with the line of his body. One hand at her hip, the other slips back to her thigh as his fingers creep past the hem of her underwear. He doesn't have anything to prove, but if he did, he'd have it in the bag immediately: she's so wet that his fingers would slide into her right away if he didn't deliberately hold back, two fingers just grazing her entrance.]
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[So he surges forward instead, digging his fingers into the curve of her ass and smirking against her mouth as he kisses her. He'd take a hell of a lot more working up if it weren't for the fact that she wants this so badly. There's not a lot that turns him on quicker than that.]
I think you're incredibly desperate. But you're saying you're not?
[His fingers dig in tight, bruising, as he lifts her a little. He doesn't have to look, so he busies himself biting at her jaw, bracing her back against the wall with the line of his body. One hand at her hip, the other slips back to her thigh as his fingers creep past the hem of her underwear. He doesn't have anything to prove, but if he did, he'd have it in the bag immediately: she's so wet that his fingers would slide into her right away if he didn't deliberately hold back, two fingers just grazing her entrance.]
Are you sure?