Swirl

The room hangs silent as I swirl my hips above your lust. I asked you not to move, wanting to do it myself and still you reach out blindly searching for my skin. Your hand rests against my throat as I toss my head back moaning and writhing against you. You fight the urge to take over, allowing me my desire and I smile between pants and gasps knowing what sweet torture it is for you. I feel your legs begin to tighten and so I press down further, searching for and enjoying your release as it warms me.

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