That little moan was enough to nearly have him completely letting go, but he was determined to keep at least enough control to hold on to the knife's edge for a little longer. Long enough to hear his favorite thing, and something he'd missed so much the last few months - his name on her lips when she flew apart. With that in mind, his fingers moved deeper, moved quicker inside her, thumb brushing her clit in faster circles.
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2012-10-28 03:08 (UTC)