[ she breathes out, with a little bit of a laugh— ]

Fuck, I’m dying for it.

[ —and grips his hand back to pull herself forward to straddle him properly, hips over hips. Steadying herself, she loosely grips his cock with her free hand, holding it in place, as she shifts to ease herself onto him, punctuated by occasional little gasps. By the time she’s taken him fully, she’s holding his hand tight. ]