[Her heels sink into the mattress as she pushes her way back along the bed, chest gently shifting with the change in her breathing. She's not overly concerned about getting beneath the covers, at least not consciously as yet, Kate far more caught up in the way his fingers press into her flesh, the sight of him looming over her, the desire that burns in his eyes.
Reaching for him again, her fingers wrap around the material of his button up shirt, Kate dragging it free from his jeans in her eagerness to see and feel more of him. Propping herself up against the mountain of pillows at the head of the bed, Kate's fingers dance along the exposed skin at his waist, lightly pulling at him as her legs part, making room for him to join her.
Usually, at this point, there's an air of nervousness hanging over her, a desire to remain hidden, even from him but there's something different about her now, a confidence about her that suggests she knows what she's doing and has no desire to stop or slow down.]
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Reaching for him again, her fingers wrap around the material of his button up shirt, Kate dragging it free from his jeans in her eagerness to see and feel more of him. Propping herself up against the mountain of pillows at the head of the bed, Kate's fingers dance along the exposed skin at his waist, lightly pulling at him as her legs part, making room for him to join her.
Usually, at this point, there's an air of nervousness hanging over her, a desire to remain hidden, even from him but there's something different about her now, a confidence about her that suggests she knows what she's doing and has no desire to stop or slow down.]