[A relieved smile. Not too relieved, since watching her gasp and squirm makes him even harder. He is not going to touch himself in front of her. That just feels selfish, somehow. He needs to reach for a condom, but if this feels so good for her, he shouldn't stop, right? He keeps stroking her, his other hand venturing up from her thigh and over her stomach to circle one breast, as though he's painting her with his hands. Lightly, but perhaps not lightly enough, he pinches her nipple, curious.]
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