Rocker Boy and the Ballerina *SWS post for
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They alternated between hard and soft kisses. Mostly because River wanted to try every way there was to kiss someone. She wanted to try everything to be honest and she want to try it with Jonesy. Her fiance. Just thinking it made joy bubble up inside her until she wanted to scream until there was no air in her lungs. She'd settle for kissing though.
They alternated between hard and soft kisses. Mostly because River wanted to try every way there was to kiss someone. She wanted to try everything to be honest and she want to try it with Jonesy. Her fiance. Just thinking it made joy bubble up inside her until she wanted to scream until there was no air in her lungs. She'd settle for kissing though.

He kissed her again and again, teasing and letting their tongues battle, his hand tightening in her hair as he kissed her more, deeper, his hips pressing up against her as a moan was pulled from his throat.
In her research to find out all she could about sex, she'd come across BDSM. At the time, she pretty much wrote it off. She hated the idea of bondage and inflicting pain on someone or herself for sexual reasons really held no appeal.
But here, like this, with Jonesy, she found that little bit of pain wasn't so strange as it was erotic. To show her appreciation, she moaned into his mouth and began to rock her hips on his.
And then she rocked her hips against his and he was struggling to breathe and not lose control. "God, River," he said softly, his eyes fluttering closed as he kissed her again.
It only took a second for her to unbutton his pants before she slipped her hand into them, under his underwear, to grip him. She felt a jolt go through her as her fingers encased him. Every part of him belonged her now. She could kiss him whenever she wanted. Touch him like this without asking. The thought made her make a happy sound against his lips as she rocked her hips again and stroked him a little.