He moved away from her head, hand dragging down the exposed flesh of her back. Fingertips pushing and dragging muscle and skin beneath them as he moved to kneeling behind her once more. He looked her over, memorizing how she was waiting. The sight of her ass high and presented, the mouth of her sex, arousal slick and slightly opened, the arch of her back leading to her turned head. The sight of her hair splayed and arms outstretched and gripping at the mattress. He focused on this view, this wonderful and amazing view, feeling his lust build even greater. And then he tried to project the picture, and what he felt, right into her mind. She would see herself wanton and waiting, opened and begging, and she would feel every bit of his arousal.<br/><br/>At the same time he sent the image one hand took his cock, slick with her spending and he brought the head up, pulling it between her lips as if to tease her again. Only this time he pressed forward, in one swift motion and with no hint he entered and drove her forward. His body produced a smacking sound as he lurched forward. His head spreading and opening her walls, forcing itself deeper than had been before. The glans widening her as the shaft followed, he could feel her gripping him the entire way.<br/><br/>He did not wait, did not tease, he began an immediate motion to drive her senseless if it were possible. Full strokes, his length entering and pulling away. He finally did not hold himself back from her, she could feel his weight being used as each stroke pushed her entire body forward and his hands, on her hips for now, guided her in a rocking motion. As he began he moaned out her name.<br/><br/><em>Tegan...</em>