[ He hasn't forgotten what she said about the last person she got close to. And she seems young, so "years ago" she would have been even younger. So he backs off, downshifting but not quite coming to a stop.
He lifts his head and kisses her inner thigh softly, looking up at her in an attempt to get a better idea of where her head is at. His fingers move within her slowly, because if she wants him to get back to it that is exactly what he will do. ]
Do you like that?
[ He asks softly, turning his face and lightly brushing his whiskers against the sensitive skin. ]
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He lifts his head and kisses her inner thigh softly, looking up at her in an attempt to get a better idea of where her head is at. His fingers move within her slowly, because if she wants him to get back to it that is exactly what he will do. ]
Do you like that?
[ He asks softly, turning his face and lightly brushing his whiskers against the sensitive skin. ]