“His head went back, on the stroke up, again. When he finally looked back at her hands still on him, and his cock all neatly wrapped, his words came out gravelly, and wondering.

“What a strange notion.”

“You won’t miss too much of the sensation. It’s really not that bad.”

His mouth quirked up at the corner.

“Why would I miss any sensation? The whole of our bodies are going to be touching. Are you going to encase the rest of me in a stocking?”

Laughter, again. It felt good, so good.

“I guess not—now get down here and fuck me.”