[ There’s no obvious reaction to his question, just the weight of her gaze when their eyes lock. The slightest flicker of mischief stirring as she scrapes her teeth over her lower lip (Will Save 35). The hand that’s tangled in his hair slowly pulls away but her eyes never stray from his. The intensity growing with every roll of their hips as the moment seems to draw out for an eternity. He’d see it, the way the seductive tease of his ceaseless grind plays out across her features and it’s almost like she wants him to. As if that low moan, the scrape of her teeth, the flutter of long dark lashes is all designed to answer him in ways that words never could.]
Pretty please? [ That same spark in her own eyes as Kenzi slips a hand between their bodies, her hips shifting to allow her to find the hardened outline of his cock. She continues to hold him captive with her eyes, her breath fanning out across his face as she drags her fingers along his trapped length.
Her mouth dips, almost capturing Peter’s but skimming his cheek instead as all the while, deft fingers make easy work of his zipper as she carves a path towards his ear. (Dex 18).]
Please… [A repeat of her earlier plea, though it sounds more desperate now. Kenzi's teeth teasing the outer shell of his ear as she starts to work on her own pants.] Because if you’re not inside me in the next thirty seconds, I’m going to scream.
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Pretty please? [ That same spark in her own eyes as Kenzi slips a hand between their bodies, her hips shifting to allow her to find the hardened outline of his cock. She continues to hold him captive with her eyes, her breath fanning out across his face as she drags her fingers along his trapped length.
Her mouth dips, almost capturing Peter’s but skimming his cheek instead as all the while, deft fingers make easy work of his zipper as she carves a path towards his ear. (Dex 18).]
Please… [A repeat of her earlier plea, though it sounds more desperate now. Kenzi's teeth teasing the outer shell of his ear as she starts to work on her own pants.] Because if you’re not inside me in the next thirty seconds, I’m going to scream.