Nyota found it almost strange that she could be so completely comfortable with him - as if she didn't need to prove anything at all - while simultaneously wanting to be better for him. He challenged and inspired her without putting any pressure on her. It was the same here, where she wanted to drive him up the wall with pleasure but still felt completely accepted and cherished. Her hand continued to expertly tease him, her touch just shy of what he needed, while her body rocked against his fingers. She was already wet, and soon she'd be ready to feel him inside her.
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