She bends her head to kiss him. XXNX The space between them, though minuscule, is too much. He lies mere millimetres away, their faces almost touching. Beneath her, his great body musters it’s energies. Alfonse provides a broad arm as her pillow, her flaccid arm rests across his chest. “Don’t stop”
Fleetingly, Izetta parts her lashes to view her lover’s stubbly visage. She wills her breath back to it’s normal. With a little thrill she notices just how closely Alphonse is watching her response. He’s so strong, crafty, and needful that her upper-hand lasts only a few, short strokes. She keens for a full stroke, one that will allow her to feel the exquisite pleasure he promises in those impossibly lustful, golden-brown eyes. He controls their fucking with dexterous strength. “Izetta..?”
“Sshhh. Honourably, he lets her take her turn at directing their love-making.
