[of course she's wondering who else has gotten what he's giving her. with how he's handling her, a younger woman - a teen, he reminds himself - goes straight to the place of how much experience he has and just who he's had experience with. she can talk all she wants when he knows he's getting her somewhere. he recognizes how her breath hitches, feels her muscles clench around him.

he imagines she's clenching around his cock. her words reach his ears but he barely processes them. he knows he's hit her weakness, what makes her tremble and shake from his touch, from his not so gentle guidance into a fantasy. he laughs with her too, more delicious little vibrations against sensitive flesh. she becomes more frenzied and he moves to press his arm into her stomach instead, fingers gripping into her waist to mixing pain with pleasure. he makes her gush, sloppy noises as he helps her ride her orgasm out, right up until he knows it almost hurts from over stimulation.

idly, he continues to fuck into her. gentle and slow, dragging fingers out to play at her entrance as he rests his cheek on her thigh.]

Doesn't matter who you thought about. You came 'cause I put it together for you.

[lips swollen and red with saliva and come, his tongue darts out to collect what remains on them.]

You tell me when you're ready to go again.