She couldn’t think, or breathe, or do much else other than react. Her breath was a mix of panted gasps and low moans, her body transformed into the thunder of blood and electrified nerves. Her nipple ached from pleasure that at once spiked through her and left her wanting from the tease. The little groan of frustration when his suckling mouth finally released her nipple was followed up by by the fact that she pressed herself forward until both peaked tips dragged against his bare chest.<br/><br/><br/>Her fingers moved, scraping along his scalp, so that her nails dragged down his back and her head swung back down. Eyes closed and lips parted, she pushed her head forward to nuzzle her mouth hungrily against his to stifle the next round of moans that he elicited from his wicked touch. Her lips tugged on his, wildly, with abandon, just as her hips jerked and her pussy rubbed against his skillful fingers as they set to work against the most sensitive part of her nether regions.<br/><br/><br/>The build up was as sweet as it was frustrating. He was keeping her right on the edge, letting her ride the crest of pleasure that he brought her up to until her entire body was trembling for it. Like the pulsing ache that settled in her nipples, her clit pounded with a pulse of its own, sending a spiraling convulsion of pleasure through her body, making her wanton.<br/><br/><br/>“Matt, please, fuck, please fuck--” was the only thing she could answer him with. Her body bucked and toes curled, her mouth latching onto his again and again as she swiveled and tried to intensify the build up that he controlled, edging her.<br/><br/><br/>The moans were only broken by the whimpered gasp of surprise when he guided her hand down, past the small of his back where she clutched him, to settle her palm against the heat of his erection through his pants. A fresh flood of arousal coated his fingers that slid back within her depths that tightened convulsively around the thick digits, as if sucking him in, as her own hand groped him curiously. Boldened, her hand moved away from where he had placed it to fumble awkwardly at the button to his pants until it popped free. Her free hand pushed the edges of his pants until they slid down his hips and her hand could wrap around his bare cock.<br/><br/><br/>Just in time for her fingers to spasm, following the lead of his thrusting, curling fingers. “Matt, please-- I-- Matt--” She stumbled over the words as the frenzy built, until she had to pull her mouth away from his, her face dipping so that her teeth again bit into his shoulder to keep her from crying out when the rippling shudder took her for a last time, sending her spiraling over an edge. She exploded around his fingers, the orgasm ripping through her enough for her inner walls to tighten and convulse hard around his fingers.