Her hands go up and settle on his shoulders as he settles her in his lap. She has a flushed face by now and her head is spinning. She's done this sort of thing with her boyfriend, of course, but this still feels so different. More intense. Her head is spinning and she can't quite get anything to slow down long enough for her to think. Instead, a mix of pleasure and pain goes shooting through her as his fingers tweak and tease at her nipples. She whimpers and leans in to bury her head against his throat as she gasps for breath.

The way he talks to her is dirty. It's filthy.

She loves it.

Her hips hitch and then she grinds herself against him, rolling herself against the length of his cock, dragging herself up and then down, desperate for some sort of friction. Some sort of heat.

"Sengo, please-" She feels so needy; like she's burning up underneath the skin.

"Touch me!"