For a little while, they stayed just like that, her on top, her back arched slightly, her hands pressing into his chest to keep steady.
His hands moved along her thighs, feeling how strong her muscles were, tightening and then relaxing under his fingers. Her skin was soft, really soft, and he couldn't stop touching her.
She rocked forward slowly, like she was testing the movement, and her breasts swayed a little, her nipples brushing against nothing, just the air.
"You feel so good," he said, his voice quiet, almost rough. His hand slid up to cup one of her breasts, his thumb rubbing over the hard peak, and she shivered right away. Her body tightened around him in response, like she couldn't help it.
She leaned forward, her hair falling around them like a curtain, and whispered, "You too."
