[With her knee between his legs, she'll likely catch it: the beginnings of his arousal, already building with no effort on her part. His hand at her back draws her closer still, pressing down on her leg meaningfully to make sure she knows what he's feeling- that he wants her, wants this. His hand teases at her breast for a few moments longer before they lift upwards to dip beneath the strap holding up her dress, tugging it off her shoulder.
As he presses in, he angles her just enough to start backing her up towards the bed, intent on laying her down. He's still sliding the strap downwards and tugging fabric with it, inching it lower to reveal the breast he'd been massaging a moment before. He'll have to switch hands if he wants to take it further, but... bed first, maybe. He's keen to pamper her, though it might feel like terrible teasing, too.]
You know what I was thinking...? Big parties are nice, but I kinda like ours better.
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As he presses in, he angles her just enough to start backing her up towards the bed, intent on laying her down. He's still sliding the strap downwards and tugging fabric with it, inching it lower to reveal the breast he'd been massaging a moment before. He'll have to switch hands if he wants to take it further, but... bed first, maybe. He's keen to pamper her, though it might feel like terrible teasing, too.]
You know what I was thinking...? Big parties are nice, but I kinda like ours better.