[She's warm, and her slickness makes it easy to slide between her folds, mimicking the motion he had performed before he slipped his hand down her trousers. Now, he can feel her in earnest; he can tease the whole length of a finger, dragging across the nub of her clit. And then again.
His voice, often lilted and somewhat airy, has taken on its own husky timbre. Sholmes swallows thickly.]
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His voice, often lilted and somewhat airy, has taken on its own husky timbre. Sholmes swallows thickly.]
But you seem to like it well enough.