[ His fingers curve inward a bit, searching for where she's most sensitive as he strokes in and out; his thumb coming up to brush against her clit in the process. ] I want to make you come right here. [ He murmurs low in her ear, pressing a few kisses against her neck and then nipping at her earlobe a bit, hoping she doesn't mind the scrape of his stubble against the sensitive skin of her neck. ]

You're making me so hard with how fucking wet you are. I can't fucking wait to feel your legs wrapped around me when I fuck you.

[ The words are uttered shamelessly against her skin as he continues to kiss her neck, breath hot against her as his hand keeps working, fingers sliding in and out as deep as he can go. He's relentless in his desire to make her feel good, his focus solely on her, the rest of the club fading entirely into the background. ]