she was half naked on top of me, i was fully clothed.
my hand being the only thing touching the covered part of her body.
i wasn't allowed to move or touch any other part of her.
she starts moving back and forth on my legs and on my hand.
it starts slowly but shortly begins to pick up pace.
her breathing begins to intensify, her mouth opens just enough to see her tongue, a tongue that i want nothing but to have mine dance with it.
she looks straight into my eyes, breathing heavily and giving me a mischievous look and grin.
this is a part of her i've never seen, she used to be so innocent, so insecure about sex.
she keeps moving on my hand.
i move my fingers inside of her to help with the pleasure but she tells me to stop.
i try to run my other hand up her leg, i am denied. i am not allowed to do anything.
it's both frustrating and exciting at the same time.
she leans in to what seems like a kiss, but goes for my neck, kissing it and biting it. the goosebumps on my body could rip clothes.
now my breathing begins to intensify and swallowing saliva has become a bit difficult.
i can feel her heart beating heavily against my body, like a hammer.
she runs her cold hand up my warm back and digs her nails in deep, drawing blood, i felt my skin tear. her movement becomes faster and... deeper.
she grabs my hand and places it it around her neck. i say no. she doesn't budge.
i've never been able to do this with her. never choking, never anything semi-rough. to me she's delicate, fragile. this is why all of this is so surreal.
she gives me this demanding look and a demanding "AIDEE". i cave in.
she tells me to tighten my grip. i do as i am told.
everything after this moment is the most exciting thing in the world.
both of my hands are occupied at this point... but now i have some control.
i move my fingers inside of her, i feel her body spasm violently and she moans in instant pleasure.
she leans in to kiss me and we share a deep, passionate kiss. our tongues waltzing beautifully together.
i open my eyes to have a good look at her face. she's not the girl i met two years ago. she's no longer a girl. there isn't much fragility to her.
i was always afraid i was gonna break her, both physically and emotionally.
i did, at some point, bend her emotionally, but never broke.
she's still delicate, but women are delicate.
i close my eyes when i feel her body spasming and trembling.
i'm still multitasking.
she bites my lip and that's cue to let go of her neck, so i do.
she lets out a long, beautiful moan and she orgasms on my fingers.
she kisses me one last time and lays her half naked body on top of me, breathing heavily on my bruised neck.
this had never happened with her. the way her body trembled, it was unbelievable, unwordly. i didn't know how to feel about it because i didn't do much at first, but i finished it.
she lays her head on my chest and i can feel her face smiling. i smile and let out a little laugh.
she looks at me with her smile and kisses me.
we cuddle all day long.
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