[That feels unlike anything she's ever felt before, the vibrations of his mouth against her skin, his breath against her hardened nipple. She lets out a little moan of her own, and, deciding to heed her own advice to be bold, slides her hand down from his hip, down between them, to press the flat of her palm against the bulge in his pants. She's not sure if she's doing this right, but she's at least going to do it. If it's wrong, she's sure he'll let her know.]
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