They could talk about it, though...not now. Not when John was squirming so delightfully in his grip. And he loved feeling her hand in his hair, causing him to try to draw his hand away, so he could pull her closer, press his face against her skin and lavish her with more attention.
He offered a happy little groan, shifting his hips in want, and sucked harder. He just wanted to make her happy. Wanted to taste her, and hear her sweet words in her pleasure.
Once she feels his hand moving, she moves in turn, shifting herself closer, wrapping a leg around him to press their hips together as he makes her writhe. She'll rock into him to the rhythm his mouth sets, the suction driving her to grind against him for more sensation, but the only word that slips out between her lips is his name. Want, need, affection, all of them in the shape of his name.
He felt a little startled, delighted at the wrapping of her legs so she could grind. That was- well. A new move, but one after a few moments got a low, satisfied chuckle. He fell into a steady, soft suction.
What a beautiful voice John had, ringing through his body. It made his hand a little rougher, his thumb rubbing harder at her exposed nipple until he had to pull back with a gasp.
"John, sweetheart- I need- lay back, please." He begged, wanting to slide down her body and eat her out.
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He offered a happy little groan, shifting his hips in want, and sucked harder. He just wanted to make her happy. Wanted to taste her, and hear her sweet words in her pleasure.
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What a beautiful voice John had, ringing through his body. It made his hand a little rougher, his thumb rubbing harder at her exposed nipple until he had to pull back with a gasp.
"John, sweetheart- I need- lay back, please." He begged, wanting to slide down her body and eat her out.