[Well when he can feel her hands tremble like they do...]
So you like it rough?
[A question that doesn't wait for answer as his teeth sink into her skin for a sharp bite, one where his teeth will knead and work the spot before his tongue runs over it, feeling the indentations and savoring her taste before feeling her pulse to bite there next.
All while his hands have moved to her hips and grip them tightly, keeling her more in place beneath him.]
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So you like it rough?
[A question that doesn't wait for answer as his teeth sink into her skin for a sharp bite, one where his teeth will knead and work the spot before his tongue runs over it, feeling the indentations and savoring her taste before feeling her pulse to bite there next.
All while his hands have moved to her hips and grip them tightly, keeling her more in place beneath him.]