“Let me down,” she murmured.
He eased them to their sides, shifting them into an easy missionary position. Chloe's fingers grazed down his chest to hug him. Her eyes opened to look at the flicks of tendons in his neck. He propped up on his elbows and stared deeply. She had never seen anyone with that look. Hot, complex and blazingly simple, she interpreted it immediately. He didn't just want to fuck her, not just that. He wanted to make her come.
Lex's hands rolled into fists on the mattress, and pushed in closer against her ribs. She blushed in odd places, a pink suffusing her belly and arms in addition to the colour in her cheeks and chest. Compared to her typical independence, her little hands pulling at him were endearing. She scrubbed her breasts hard on him and learned him with steady progress. He knew he’d hurt her at first but he fit very nicely in her now. A few more times and Chloe would take him easily from any position. She was genuinely open to things, her boldness holding up under his first heavy thrust.
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