[ It builds and builds, between them, the tension and the noises and the kisses, the breathless pants, the rocking. It's like a whirlwind, and Baby clings to Isabelle, an anchor in the storm of sensations that's taking over him. He drops his other hand to Isabelle's ass, squeezing, pulling her tighter to him, the two of them growing more frantic.
When she speaks, Baby groans, hips thrusting up into her, lips sticking to Isabelle's, his whole body tensing up in this telling way, muscles hurting in the perfect counterpoint to how good Isabelle is making him feel. ] Yeah, yeah -
[ He's so close he's shaking with it, the noises he's letting out far away from words, as he's listening to Isabelle, and he moves faster, faster, until he's gone, choking on breaths as he buries his face in Isabelle's neck, coming hard enough he's feeling like he's about to cry. ]
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When she speaks, Baby groans, hips thrusting up into her, lips sticking to Isabelle's, his whole body tensing up in this telling way, muscles hurting in the perfect counterpoint to how good Isabelle is making him feel. ] Yeah, yeah -
[ He's so close he's shaking with it, the noises he's letting out far away from words, as he's listening to Isabelle, and he moves faster, faster, until he's gone, choking on breaths as he buries his face in Isabelle's neck, coming hard enough he's feeling like he's about to cry. ]