Doctor Dyson (NSFW - Closed to Dyson)

[unalignedfae]

( Continued from here)Bo arched a little against Dyson's lips, her eyes closed. She could hear the smirk in his voice which brought a wanton one to her own as her hands moved behind her to find his hands. "You should start at the top and work your way down..." She guided his hands to her breasts though she leaned back against him. It was all she

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[beyourclaymore]

"That would be one option," his thumbs stroked her skin along the edge of lace on her bra and he nipped at her neck.

[unalignedfae]

Her entire body felt as if it were screaming at the top of its lungs for him as she pressed against him, breath still laboured despite the lack of movement.

"What's another one?" She turned her head a little to the side while her hands moved to touch what she could of his hips and thighs.

[beyourclaymore]

He captured her mouth in a deep kiss, palms smoothing over her abdomen to pull at the button on her pants and slip his hand inside the snug fabric to cup her sex.

"Start with the tastiest morsels."

[unalignedfae]

Her hips bucked up against Dyson's hand the moment it made contact with her and she let out a small, throaty moan. Her fingers seemed to find the belt loops on Dyson's pants and they curled around the loops and tugged heatedly as she kissed him again.

"You're plan's... much better."