[Making gentle 'shh'ing noises, she brushes a sweat-damp lock of hair from his face. It's all right, her expression seems to say. She'll take care of him.
In more ways than one. With a quick peck on the cheek that leaves its imprint in lipstick as bright as the marks on his chest, she gets a leg up on the side of the bed and mounts him again because she doesn't intend to release him before, well, releasing him.
She just really wants to ruin those trousers okay.]
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In more ways than one. With a quick peck on the cheek that leaves its imprint in lipstick as bright as the marks on his chest, she gets a leg up on the side of the bed and mounts him again because she doesn't intend to release him before, well, releasing him.
She just really wants to ruin those trousers okay.]