[The way he tugs her head back by her hair and his mouth against her throat shouldn't feel as good as it does, but Angela can't help the shiver that coils up her spine, groaning softly as she willingly obliges and offers up more of herself to him. She's not sure what she'll do if he leaves marks... well, if anyone does feel bold enough to ask, it'll be none of their business.
One shaking hand grips his shoulder as she feels his fingers between her legs, his groan answered with a sharp inhale that breaks into a weak whine when she feels his thumb against her clit.]
Scheisse, that's it-[Her other leg instinctively moves for him. Beads of sweat begin to dot her forehead, each firm press of his thumb causing small jolts that begin to build into something overwhelming, and soon she's making small noises to match his own. Her hand, still trembling, drags down his chest, leaving just the faintest marks in its wake.]
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One shaking hand grips his shoulder as she feels his fingers between her legs, his groan answered with a sharp inhale that breaks into a weak whine when she feels his thumb against her clit.]
Scheisse, that's it-[Her other leg instinctively moves for him. Beads of sweat begin to dot her forehead, each firm press of his thumb causing small jolts that begin to build into something overwhelming, and soon she's making small noises to match his own. Her hand, still trembling, drags down his chest, leaving just the faintest marks in its wake.]