[Her breathing grew heavier as his fingers entered her, as she arched her hips against his ministrations. Eyes still shut, she moaned softly, biting down on her lip. He was good, experienced- far better than anyone she'd been with, come to think of it. It was always all about them. Never about her.
Her own hand snaked down towards his pants, feeling the bulge under the fabric and wasting no time in undoing his belt, even as she moaned below him.]
action;
Her own hand snaked down towards his pants, feeling the bulge under the fabric and wasting no time in undoing his belt, even as she moaned below him.]