Hold her down and make her squirm
From Create Your Own Story
You pin the Mage’s wrists above her head and clamp your knees around her thighs, locking her in place. She bucks, trying to grind against you, but you hold firm, keeping her hips just out of reach of your bulging crotch. “No,” your voice low, “not yet.” Her eyes blaze with frustration, then desperation, as you lean down, lips brushing her neck, teasing her collarbone.
Your free hand roams her body, sliding under her robe to trace her waist, her breasts, fingers ghosting over her nipples. She whimpers, writhing beneath you, her pleas growing sharper. “Please, fuck me, I can’t–!” But you tighten your grip, pinning her harder. You trail your touch lower, skimming her stomach, dipping just above her soaked pussy before pulling back. Her legs kick. Her body is a live wire of need, but you keep her trapped, watching her squirm and beg as her lust-crazed snarls turn to broken sobs of want.
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