She tries to wrap her arms around his neck and he allows it, leaning down so she can hide her face in his neck.
"Sweet, perfect thing," he hums, his voice a low vibration that goes through her bones and makes her whole body vibrate, tensing up and tightening around him, which pulls another low groan from him. The different angle from last time feels like he's f*****g her deeper, the friction nudging against different parts of her body.
She's making a lot of noise that she has no control over and he doesn't seem to mind, leaning back and watching her as he thrusts in, quietly focused. "'s big," she mumbles into his neck, tongue darting out to taste him, feeling almost shy for the little that she's taking for herself.
"Relax, love," he says and she isn't sure how to feel about him calling
