( it's intense, the way she holds him right there, half-moons of her nails just barely pressing into tanned skin at the back of his neck, nose to nose, lips a breath away from one another, rene's dark gaze staring into hers like he'd rather not look at anything else ever again.
his breathing is shallow, heartbeat pounding in his ears as his hips thrust into her, picking up speed, 'cause damn, he just can't help himself when she feels this good, when she moans against his lips and calls him baby and tells him how good he's doing. he likes hearing her like that, voice thick with lust, words that seem to leave her of their own volition.
before he knows it, isabelle is grinding against him, finding that sweet, sweet rhythm of his hips and matches him move for move. that's enough to really make him moan, burying it in another messy kiss, greedy in the way his lips capture hers, the way his hips rock relentlessly against hers, the twisting of desire beneath his navel knotting so tightly he doesn't know how much longer he can take it. )
I'm real fucking close, ( rene breathes, chin tipped upwards so he can try to slow down how fucking lost in her he is, head practically spinning and coherent thought all but vanished. ) You tell me what you need to get there, baby girl, yeah? ( it feels like his words slip out in a jumble, but he's desperate to know, wants her to cling to him and her walls to tighten around him even more, wants her thighs to shake around him and her cry to carry through this whole damn apartment. )
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his breathing is shallow, heartbeat pounding in his ears as his hips thrust into her, picking up speed, 'cause damn, he just can't help himself when she feels this good, when she moans against his lips and calls him baby and tells him how good he's doing. he likes hearing her like that, voice thick with lust, words that seem to leave her of their own volition.
before he knows it, isabelle is grinding against him, finding that sweet, sweet rhythm of his hips and matches him move for move. that's enough to really make him moan, burying it in another messy kiss, greedy in the way his lips capture hers, the way his hips rock relentlessly against hers, the twisting of desire beneath his navel knotting so tightly he doesn't know how much longer he can take it. )
I'm real fucking close, ( rene breathes, chin tipped upwards so he can try to slow down how fucking lost in her he is, head practically spinning and coherent thought all but vanished. ) You tell me what you need to get there, baby girl, yeah? ( it feels like his words slip out in a jumble, but he's desperate to know, wants her to cling to him and her walls to tighten around him even more, wants her thighs to shake around him and her cry to carry through this whole damn apartment. )