[ This is play, as much as it is anything else. That's part of the thrill of it.
Kate leans back down, her mouth brushing against Tommy's as her hands fall over his, guiding them, offering him control over the situation.
She's reluctant to admit just how out of practice she feels. The last thing she wants to do is to somehow come off too strong because here, she feels a little out of her depth, maybe a little off balance -- not, that she would ever say any of that out loud. ]
Do you hear me complaining about the eye-candy? Nope, no complaints here. [ She's smiling against his mouth, maybe catching his lower lip playfully between her teeth, but her fingers do seek out the spaces between his and when they do, she tugs at his hand, leading him to touch her, to maybe pick up where they'd initially left off. ]
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Kate leans back down, her mouth brushing against Tommy's as her hands fall over his, guiding them, offering him control over the situation.
She's reluctant to admit just how out of practice she feels. The last thing she wants to do is to somehow come off too strong because here, she feels a little out of her depth, maybe a little off balance -- not, that she would ever say any of that out loud. ]
Do you hear me complaining about the eye-candy? Nope, no complaints here. [ She's smiling against his mouth, maybe catching his lower lip playfully between her teeth, but her fingers do seek out the spaces between his and when they do, she tugs at his hand, leading him to touch her, to maybe pick up where they'd initially left off. ]