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[ridestherider]

[from here.]

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[ridestherider]

[There's a gasp and a little groan, arching hard into him and letting her fingernails dig into his arm.]

[hatingyou]

[ Just what he was waiting for and it's going to earn her another hard thrust, mouth dragging along her shoulder. He's shifting a bit to get a better angle and probably knocking things off the table in the process ]

[ridestherider]

[She's swearing quite vividly, still trying to keep quiet, pressing up into him to match his pace and reaching out with her free hand to grip the edge of the table, trying to steady things so nothing else potentially attracts someone's attention.]

[hatingyou]

[ He's letting out a pleased hum, nipping and biting at her skin and dragging his fingers down her thighs, nails scratching ]

[ridestherider]

[That earns a shudder and a murmur of his name, arching both to get a slightly better angle and to press into the warmth of his mouth on her skin.]

[hatingyou]

[ Hope she doesn't mind a few bruises because he's very enthusiastic, gripping her thigh tightly and pulling her against him ]

[ridestherider]

[When has she ever? He gets a growl for that and she's leaning in to bite at his shoulder.]

[hatingyou]

[ She'll get another pleased sound and he's leaning into it, the string only serving to spur him onward ]

[ridestherider]

[She'll moan right against his skin, teeth scraping along his collarbone and to his throat as she rolls her hips into him, egging him on.]

[hatingyou]

[ We can only hope this table will hold up to the abuse it's taking, because it's already starting to squeak.

He's letting out a low growl and tilting his head to the side, hips rocking rhythmically against her with absolutely no hesitation ]

[ridestherider]

[She's a bit too close to the edge to care much about the squeaking, fingernails digging into his shoulder probably a little harder than she intends.]

[hatingyou]

[ He does not seem to mind in the least and he's dipping his head to bite down on her shoulder again, muffling a moan against her skin, faltering slightly as he picks up the pace ]

[ridestherider]

[That appears to be just the ticket, because it isn't too long with that quick pace before she comes, shaking all over with the force of it and the effort to stifle herself against his shoulder, legs locked around his waist.]

[hatingyou]

[ He's not far behind, his muscles trembling and hands digging into her thighs as he buries himself into her with a feral growl ]

[ridestherider]

[There's a half-dazed, pleased groan against his shoulder, squirming just a little and trying to catch her breath.]