[ All he's wearing is a T-shirt, which is unusual for him—usually he only wears those as undershirts—so she peels it off him and finds skin instead of more layers of clothes. He sits up to chuck it off the bed and then, now that he has space, goes for her shirt in turn. ]
[She lifts her hands over her head so he can get off her tank top revealing a black lace bra underneath, Faith sits up so that she can reach the hooks at her back and get that off too, tossing it aside.
Already starting in on her pants and underwear to shimmy them off, her eyes don't leave him for a second.]
[ Her name on his lips is a paean. It demands no response, but the way he says it, the way he looks at her when he says it, speaks volumes of admiration and amazement.
His hands are hovering close to her, not wanting to get in her way as she undresses, but unwilling to go too far away. ]
[Her name on his lips, makes her shiver, and her cheeks flush at the way he's looking down at her. Benton has a way of making her beautiful in ways no one else could. She knows she's hot, but the reverence is different than anything she's ever experienced.
Getting the rest of her clothes off, she leans up to kiss him, mumbling against his lips.] I love you.
[She holds back a giggle as his fingers move over her skin, trying to keep it back. Her skin is flush, heat rising.]
That tickles... [Faith doesn't seem to mind though, leaning back and letting him do his wandering, curious if that hand had a planned destination or not.]
[ Although he doesn't sound particularly sorry, he stops that and squeezes the top of her thigh in another, silent apology before sliding his index finger in a gentle circle around her clit. ]
Hopefully, you're about to make it up to m-- [She's cut off by a sharp moan as he teases around her clit, shuddering a bit and her legs spreading wider, eager.]
[ Encouraged, he pauses to pop his finger in his mouth for a second, so that when he resumes teasing her, he can glide easily over her skin, working in quick little circles. ]
[She's already pretty wet, but each circle of his fingers makes her even more aroused, shivering as he finds a particularly sensitive spot, eyes fluttering shut.]
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Already starting in on her pants and underwear to shimmy them off, her eyes don't leave him for a second.]
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[ Her name on his lips is a paean. It demands no response, but the way he says it, the way he looks at her when he says it, speaks volumes of admiration and amazement.
His hands are hovering close to her, not wanting to get in her way as she undresses, but unwilling to go too far away. ]
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Getting the rest of her clothes off, she leans up to kiss him, mumbling against his lips.] I love you.
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[ He walks his fingers down the centre of her chest, between her breasts, teasingly slow. ]
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That tickles... [Faith doesn't seem to mind though, leaning back and letting him do his wandering, curious if that hand had a planned destination or not.]
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[ Although he doesn't sound particularly sorry, he stops that and squeezes the top of her thigh in another, silent apology before sliding his index finger in a gentle circle around her clit. ]
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That's... that's a good start.
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Fraser... [Faith breaths out, almost pleading.]
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[ His smile is smug as hell, but his voice, while composed, is somehow also pleading. ]
Command me.
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Make me cum with your mouth and then kiss me when you're done. I want to taste myself on your tongue.