[it throbs – her clit throbbing – as a long soft whimper escapes her lips; fingers curls with nails digging in deeper in his warm yet rough and moist skin while she scratches more down his back; her thighs embraces his torso more securely, keeping her grip on him.
Luke’s breath against her soaked neck felt mild, just feeling his stubble tickling over inflamed skin, the walls inside her vagina swells by his propelling; her breasts aching along with her swaying with his thrusts – before it’s compressed by his own chest.
Naomi’s actions gradually change throughout; her figure shivers; her legs curling around him more; her fingers desparately gripping onto him. her breath cracking from more blissed moans, with some small heavy breathing, but she was about to feel on the edge. she felt close; she felt the need to let go… yet she holds it back – at least for now.]
❝Lu—… Lu… Luke—❞
[his name barely rolls of the tip of her tongue from the moans that hitches in between. sharp gasps escapes her lips; her whole body trembles from the might of holding in; yet when he hits it – thats when she’ll yelp to her loudest – her head thrown back. she was lucky enough there wasn’t anyone else around to hear her; other than Luke himself.]
❝Luke… I’m– … I’m… so close…❞
[about time she finally manages, only barely, to speak a single sentence; even if it ended right after with a moan and a whimper.]
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