It takes a moment for her to wade through the fog that is the aftermath of her orgasm. But when she does, she feels his obvious arousal, even through layers of cloth. It's hard to miss with the way he's grinding it against her wrist. Humming softly, she decides that she very much approves of the idea of his cock being hard already, just by the fact he'd seen her naked, seen her come undone.
She deepens the kiss as best she can while still struggling to catch her breath. And when she finally pulls away from his mouth, her voice is a ragged whisper. "That, Benedict, is a woman's pleasure."
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Date: 2018-12-13 01:48 am (UTC)She deepens the kiss as best she can while still struggling to catch her breath. And when she finally pulls away from his mouth, her voice is a ragged whisper. "That, Benedict, is a woman's pleasure."