[His free hand curls around the back of her neck, keeping her steady as she comes, his fingers gradually slowing, gentling.]
That's it, Lucy my love.
[He kisses her temple, lips trailing along her hairline. He hadn't realized how badly he'd missed seeing her like this, feeling the way she moves against him, hearing her pleasure.]
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That's it, Lucy my love.
[He kisses her temple, lips trailing along her hairline. He hadn't realized how badly he'd missed seeing her like this, feeling the way she moves against him, hearing her pleasure.]