[ She's glad that, at this point, Peter takes her seriously when she's explicit about what she wants. There's no tiptoeing around how much she gets off on the rougher side of things, whether she's the one who's all teeth and nails or if Peter's slamming into her hard enough to make her scream. It helps that she knows it's a mutual interest, and god, it's so unbelievably attractive making Peter unravel in her hands, but sometimes...
She just wants him to fuck her.
It's slow-going at first, but far more torturously so than tentative. Her pussy clenches around him each time he slides home, squeezing every inch until he's dragging himself back out. But oh, that fourth snap of his hips makes her gasp and grasp at his hand, her leg hitching higher to wrap around him with the barest of encouragement. She squeezes around his waist with her powerful thigh, but she leaves her other foot braced on the bed for at least a little leverage to meet the rough rhythm of his hips. ]
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She just wants him to fuck her.
It's slow-going at first, but far more torturously so than tentative. Her pussy clenches around him each time he slides home, squeezing every inch until he's dragging himself back out. But oh, that fourth snap of his hips makes her gasp and grasp at his hand, her leg hitching higher to wrap around him with the barest of encouragement. She squeezes around his waist with her powerful thigh, but she leaves her other foot braced on the bed for at least a little leverage to meet the rough rhythm of his hips. ]