[Swallowing her moan, there's the briefest of pauses while his befuddled mind struggles to catch up. Because all he knows is he wants her in every way possible and he doesn't want to stop touching her, tasting her, feeling her. But he has to...even if it's just long enough to get rid of the troublesome layers remaining between them.
He nips at her bottom lip, teeth dragging lightly as he groans his frustration...before sitting up. The air against his chest is cold, a shock after the incredible warmth and friction of their connection, and he's quick to shed his shirt. Shrugging the material from his shoulders, he tosses it off to the side before reaching down to help her with hers, guiding it along and off the smooth skin of her arms]
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He nips at her bottom lip, teeth dragging lightly as he groans his frustration...before sitting up. The air against his chest is cold, a shock after the incredible warmth and friction of their connection, and he's quick to shed his shirt. Shrugging the material from his shoulders, he tosses it off to the side before reaching down to help her with hers, guiding it along and off the smooth skin of her arms]