He should be thinking about how this changes everything; about how he’s wanted this for so long; about why she agreed to do this. But she’s making these little noises and underneath them is the sopping sound of his fingers inside her. It’s making him really hard.
He steals a glance at her. Her face is turned away from him but he can see the red tinge of embarrassment creeping up her neck and dusting her cheeks. She’s probably thinking about how this changes everything; about whether they should have kissed first; about how ridiculously wet she is. He feels it drip between his fingers. He wants to look but she told him not to.
His hand is starting to ache. He must be doing something wrong because they’ve been at this for a while now. Maybe he’s rubbing her clit too softly. He increases the speed and she mewls in a way that makes his dick twitch.
She should have come already. Maybe he should say something…like sex talk. But he’s not sure she’s into that. Shit! He’s getting a cramp.
“Nuna,” he calls.
It’s so unexpected, he almost misses it; only a throaty ‘f-fuck!” as warning. He feels the beginning of it before she’s pushing his hand away, her legs snapping shut as she folds in on herself and rides her orgasm.