The way she grinds has him smiling against her lips before he kisses her again. Sweeney doesn't dwell in the act; he shifts his affections in a speckled path to the corner of her mouth, then her cheek, then her jaw, until it comes to her ear. There it parts far enough for him to whisper. His breath is hot, but his hands are still holding her more than trying to get into her panties.
Up and down, she rocks with pure intention, staring into his eyes while her hand comes up to curl fingers around the front of his neck and up under his chin. Laura breathes a soft laugh against his lips, nipping hard at the bottom corner. Her other hand slides down and in between them, shoving it down into his pants.
All the while, she won't take her eyes off him; determined to watch his expression as she inflicts a new level of torture on him.
His breath catches when she finds skin beneath fabric, and his lashes flutter, as it will help him steady. It doesn't, and Sweeney forces a swallow before his lips start to curl wickedly.
"Oh, I think I might have some idea."
Both hands hooked around her hips, he tugs her lightly, capturing the sentiment without hindering the ability for her hand to work.
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"Tease."
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All the while, she won't take her eyes off him; determined to watch his expression as she inflicts a new level of torture on him.
"You have no idea."
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"Oh, I think I might have some idea."
Both hands hooked around her hips, he tugs her lightly, capturing the sentiment without hindering the ability for her hand to work.