[He's all but grinding into her hand by the time Rosie sinks down onto him, panting with need; every stroke is torturous, just enough to stimulate, but not nearly enough to even come close to satisfying. Once she does, though--flames, she's so hot and tight. Even he can't hold back a full moan as she settles her full weight onto him again.
Soon enough, he's arching his back and trying to press up into her, eyes half-lidded and unfocused. If Rosie wants to control her own pace, she may want to pin him down further; if she's moving again now, that surely means he's allowed to as well, right?]
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Soon enough, he's arching his back and trying to press up into her, eyes half-lidded and unfocused. If Rosie wants to control her own pace, she may want to pin him down further; if she's moving again now, that surely means he's allowed to as well, right?]