( were sara more of her right mind right now, she'd feel downright victorious as he groans, comes, hot and sticky, over her ass and trickling down her thighs — the sign of, finally, a mission gone right, courtesy of captain lance.
she's more than a little gone right now though, floating on the sensations he gives her, rational thought overwhelmed by need and pleasure. even the weight of him leaning against her, overheated and shuddering against her, threatens to take over. god, she likes this overeager goof of a guy — likes spending time with him whether it's like this or not, likes letting her guard down a little only for him to surprise her in a completely different way.
what sara really likes, though, is the way his moan feels as it's muffled against her, the absence of him pressing against her back soon replaced by his mouth, breath hot as his tongue starts over her bundle of nerves that's already been tantalizingly stimulated. she doesn't restrain the way it makes her moan, the way her back arches, ass lifting a little more so knees can part further, open herself up for him. )
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she's more than a little gone right now though, floating on the sensations he gives her, rational thought overwhelmed by need and pleasure. even the weight of him leaning against her, overheated and shuddering against her, threatens to take over. god, she likes this overeager goof of a guy — likes spending time with him whether it's like this or not, likes letting her guard down a little only for him to surprise her in a completely different way.
what sara really likes, though, is the way his moan feels as it's muffled against her, the absence of him pressing against her back soon replaced by his mouth, breath hot as his tongue starts over her bundle of nerves that's already been tantalizingly stimulated. she doesn't restrain the way it makes her moan, the way her back arches, ass lifting a little more so knees can part further, open herself up for him. )