Not Judging a Book by its Cover [nsfw, for Dyson]

[waspofagirl]

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Lisbeth eyes were trained on his very obvious arousal as she reached to tug off her bra, then underwear. Her breasts had been very small before, something she'd been self-conscious of. Especially when sleeping with other women with bigger. But when she'd found herself with a vast fortune back in Sweden, she'd had some work

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[beyourclaymore]

He cupped the back of her neck and tipped her head back to kiss her, easing his body over hers in a slow glide as he stretched out on the bed with her.

[waspofagirl]

Lisbeth laid back as he started to rest over top her, tongue sliding into his mouth and her legs spreading underneath him so that she could feel him rubbing up against her core, which sent a low moan from her lips and into his mouth.

[beyourclaymore]

He pulled her thigh over his hip to press closer, hardness pressing into her damp heat as he ground his hips into hers with a low growl.

[waspofagirl]

Muscles in her hip continued to protest, as her leg wrapped around his waist, but any other sensation was quickly overtaken by the pleasure of him inside her.

Her fingers dug into his shoulders, her head falling back against the bed as she gasped.