[There's so much that's new to her. So much that she's never had a chance to feel before. And his touch, the pressure against her in spots she's only had touched lightly if at all before, send shivers through her body, down her spine as goosebumps prickle over her skin.
Her dress is gone, and she couldn't be more eager. His fingers trace over the thin fabric of her underwear, and she lets out a soft, startled sound as her hips rise to meet it, a cry that vanishes into his mouth as his tongue moves to meet hers.
It's too much, yet not enough. She wants to feel everything he can do to her at once, and she wants to return it as best she can. Her fumbling fingers pull open the buttons on his shirt, awkward but remarkably quickly, and she moves to divest him of it, eager to feel his bare skin under her touch.]
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Her dress is gone, and she couldn't be more eager. His fingers trace over the thin fabric of her underwear, and she lets out a soft, startled sound as her hips rise to meet it, a cry that vanishes into his mouth as his tongue moves to meet hers.
It's too much, yet not enough. She wants to feel everything he can do to her at once, and she wants to return it as best she can. Her fumbling fingers pull open the buttons on his shirt, awkward but remarkably quickly, and she moves to divest him of it, eager to feel his bare skin under her touch.]