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[ He opens his mouth to agree, but nothing seems to come out that resembles words. Just a long groan and Steve resisting the urge to buck up into her hand. Which seems to have found a nice grip around him. She doesn't hesitate or let it linger. Instead she strokes him and he relaxes into the sofa underneath him. He really wasn't angling for this when he invited her over, but he can't say he's upset. Because maybe he can be a little selfish here for once. He can let himself just sort of relax and not have to think about much. Just these moments.
Steve's barely focusing, but when she makes eye contact with him it's like being under the gaze of the sun. He feels like he's melting a little. His body trying to make sense of everything that's rolling through him. Hilariously enough Steve hasn't guessed the next one. He's too busy focusing on the first lesson and how nice it felt. But Sara's never one to not surprise. She's fairly good at them he'd say. So, he's certainly surprise when he sees her leaning in and her tongue licks over the length of him.
The groan that leaves Steve is definitely louder and more ragged. His body tense for a moment before relaxing. His hand grabs the cushion below and it squeezes. His mouth dropping open and heavy breaths escaping. ] Jesus, Sara. [ As a nice catholic boy you might not think that Steve would say such a thing, but he's never been that traditional.
She's definitely doing a bang up job of making him think of nothing else except her. ]
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