[ She tilts her hips along with the motion of his hand, eyes closing, planning what she will say in precisely 79 seconds when she's done counting. It's going to matter.
When he removes his hand the absence of his touch is intolerable and she tilts her hips back again. It's the first time since they started she's felt actual stakes to following his orders, and she does decide to test it—she doesn't whimper or cry out or make any other vocal sound, but she lets out a harsh voiceless exhale through her nose, and brings her own hands lower down her back. The implication should be obvious: return to fingering her, or she'll find a way to do it herself. ]
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When he removes his hand the absence of his touch is intolerable and she tilts her hips back again. It's the first time since they started she's felt actual stakes to following his orders, and she does decide to test it—she doesn't whimper or cry out or make any other vocal sound, but she lets out a harsh voiceless exhale through her nose, and brings her own hands lower down her back. The implication should be obvious: return to fingering her, or she'll find a way to do it herself. ]