Growing Hearts

Kendra rode him slowly at first gripping him tightly with her muscles. Kendra kept her gaze on his face, watching his eyes and expression. His hands slid up her sides, and back down before moving over her stomach and up to her breasts. She moved her own hands over his where they were on her body. Her hips moved faster and she bit her lip.

He felt so good to her, the way that he touched her. The hardness of his body in hers. She wanted to please him the way that he seemed to please her. It was always so hard to tell, his eyes were the most expressive thing about him.

He dropped his hands back to her hips and hers came back to his stomach. His fingertips dug into her, and she moved with harder strokes as he seemed to want. Her breath was coming more like short pants and she dropped her head back for a moment looking up. She leaned over him a second later and gave a slight moan as her body seemed to grow more restless, building toward that release.