He finishes with her calves and feet - or, really, almost finishes. He handles that, then completes the 'thorough' bit, moving up to get her inner thighs and between her legs. Definitely don't want to get that sunburned either.
He works on massaging her inner thighs a few moments, then strokes her pussy directly, hands a little slick, but he's gotten most of the lotion by that point.
Anya moaned and squirmed a bit. Damn him. Damn him for having such control over her body. All he had to do was touch her and he was putty in his hands.
He pauses just long enough to peel his shirt off, knowing she prefers the view. Then he settles in next to her, working against her pussy harder, fingers stroking and rubbing, working her up before two push into her in quick, short motions.
Anya did appreciate the view of a shirtless Buck. He had a nice wide muscular chest and she loved to see him shirtless. Her hands went to his shorts to tug them off.
"Now there's a sight I like seeing," she said with a smile. She gently grasped his erection and ran her hand along the length. "Now stop teasing me and fuck me."
He pushes her onto her back, pinning her down with his weight as he settles between her legs. Given the teasing, he's pretty sure there's no need to take things slow and careful, pushing himself into her deep with the first thrust.
Anya's body easily accepted him and she wrapped her legs around his hips. "Oh gods yes," she groaned at the feel of him filling her. Definitely could never get enough of this and him.
She pushed against him, getting him in as deep as he could go. She could tell where her body ended and his began. All she knew was that it felt like heaven.
He's worked her... and with her, himself, up enough. He takes her rough and fast, driving his weight down onto her, burying himself deep over and over in long, rapid strokes.
Anya kept her legs tight around him and couldn't do much but hold on. He seemed to go deeper with each thrust and the tightness inside of her grew with each thrust. Nails dug into his back and moans escaped her each time he plowed into her.
He plants his hands to either side of her, giving him some added leverage, thrusting hard and fast. The nails digging into his back get a groan and an arching of his back with the next thrust.
Her nails dug deeper into his back and the tightness inside of her snapped and sent her spiraling into orgasm. She screamed his name and her legs locked around her as the waves of pure pleasure washed over her.
He follows a moment later this time, tensing a few moments, arching up, then relaxing after one more deep thrust into her before he releases. He keeps just enough muscle control to keep some of his weight up off her while he works at catching his breath.
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