[She may as well have done so on command, with how quickly everything comes to a head.
Though gentle, his attentions are unrelenting; she feels herself stretch pleasantly around his fingers, yielding without pause, feels the way each eager stroke of his tongue nudges her closer and closer to that blissful precipice. She has no words for him; he praises her even with his lips and tongue still hard at work and all she can do is moan, a low and wanton sound that rolls through her as surely as that building wave of overwhelming pleasure does.
Her knuckles have gone pale where she grips the blankets beneath them, one leg having found its way over his shoulder in a moment she has absolutely no memory of, and the very moment he finds his mark, she crumbles. The wave crests and tears a sharp cry from her throat without warning, a shudder ripping its way down the length of her spine as she loses herself entirely, and that cry dissolves into laughter, a desperate but joyful sound as she sinks into climax, the world pleasantly blurring at its edges as her breath comes short and sharp, her grip in his hair easing— though only slightly.]
That was—
[Incredible? There are no words, and if there were, she may not have breath enough to speak them, but even so, they are not finished. She releases her hold on the bedclothes and reaches for the hand at her hip, taking him by the wrist before lacing their fingers together.]
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Though gentle, his attentions are unrelenting; she feels herself stretch pleasantly around his fingers, yielding without pause, feels the way each eager stroke of his tongue nudges her closer and closer to that blissful precipice. She has no words for him; he praises her even with his lips and tongue still hard at work and all she can do is moan, a low and wanton sound that rolls through her as surely as that building wave of overwhelming pleasure does.
Her knuckles have gone pale where she grips the blankets beneath them, one leg having found its way over his shoulder in a moment she has absolutely no memory of, and the very moment he finds his mark, she crumbles. The wave crests and tears a sharp cry from her throat without warning, a shudder ripping its way down the length of her spine as she loses herself entirely, and that cry dissolves into laughter, a desperate but joyful sound as she sinks into climax, the world pleasantly blurring at its edges as her breath comes short and sharp, her grip in his hair easing— though only slightly.]
That was—
[Incredible? There are no words, and if there were, she may not have breath enough to speak them, but even so, they are not finished. She releases her hold on the bedclothes and reaches for the hand at her hip, taking him by the wrist before lacing their fingers together.]
Here.
[Come here.]