[ Quickly becoming lost in her own pleasure still isn't enough for her to miss the noise that Claude lets out. Knowing that she can still pull those sounds of pleasure from him makes her toes curl and a little jolt of satisfaction runs through her.
Although her legs are wrapped securely around his waist, her fingers wound through his hair feel like a lifeline tethering her here to the present. Hilda knows that it's only a matter of time before she loses herself completely if things continue this way. As her own fingers fall to the wayside and emerge from beneath the fabric of her underwear they're slick with her desire and how much she needed him. His teasing and tactics were effective - not that either of them had any doubts.
Her fingers find purchase on her other breast, kneading it and twisting and teasing her other nipple in time with Claude's fingers. But it's his breath tickling her ear and the low cadence of his voice that has her letting out another keen from the back of her throat as her hips buck up into him. Her body demands it now, but the look she gives him from under half-lidded eyes says something else. How is she supposed to pick? ]
Claude - [ Her hips buck again as another wave of heat washes over her and she draws in a sharp breath. ] don't be mean. I'm not sure you've earned making me come now.
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Although her legs are wrapped securely around his waist, her fingers wound through his hair feel like a lifeline tethering her here to the present. Hilda knows that it's only a matter of time before she loses herself completely if things continue this way. As her own fingers fall to the wayside and emerge from beneath the fabric of her underwear they're slick with her desire and how much she needed him. His teasing and tactics were effective - not that either of them had any doubts.
Her fingers find purchase on her other breast, kneading it and twisting and teasing her other nipple in time with Claude's fingers. But it's his breath tickling her ear and the low cadence of his voice that has her letting out another keen from the back of her throat as her hips buck up into him. Her body demands it now, but the look she gives him from under half-lidded eyes says something else. How is she supposed to pick? ]
Claude - [ Her hips buck again as another wave of heat washes over her and she draws in a sharp breath. ] don't be mean. I'm not sure you've earned making me come now.