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He groaned as she rolled against him, finding a slower pace to start, to let her find comfort in the feeling before he did much else. Kissing along her neck, he hummed, fingers squeezing her thigh a little. “Maybe if you didn’t look so good we could take quicker showers,” he teased, nipping at the skin. He rolled deeper, moving a little faster, a little harder. He didn’t want to compromise his own delayed release at the same time giving her body a little time to cool between orgasm.
“I don’t want a quick shower” She murmured, her head falling back a little more as his lips trailed her neck. Her fingers dug into his upper back as he nipped her skin while his hips picked up pace, moving harder and faster into her. “Fuck” She gasped her head falling against his shoulder, her legs tightening around him as her lips trailed along his neck to meet his once more moaning into his mouth. “You feel so good, don’t stop” She murmured against his lips















