If Poe asked Rey if she was proud of him, she wouldn’t hesitate to say yes. She was proud of him and of Finn too. No one would be able to take her away from them. That she was sure of and she would fight until her dying breath for that. They had her heart and nothing would tear them apart. What they should be focusing on, should be spending the evening together.
With Finn adjusting his stance, she pressed the heel of her palm lightly and slowly against his cock. She was trying to work him up in the same fashion that he was making her shudder with anticipation. Rey would do what she could to make the evening special for the three of them.
“We’ll get through this..” she murmured, comforting Finn while pressing another hot kiss to Poe’s neck.
“But you are denying me, my Lord...” Rey murmured in sultry tones, stroking Poe's ego just a touch.
“Your garments are still on, as are mine and Finn’s. You are denying me—denying us, the sweet pleasure of your skin on ours.”
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With Finn adjusting his stance, she pressed the heel of her palm lightly and slowly against his cock. She was trying to work him up in the same fashion that he was making her shudder with anticipation. Rey would do what she could to make the evening special for the three of them.
“We’ll get through this..” she murmured, comforting Finn while pressing another hot kiss to Poe’s neck.
“But you are denying me, my Lord...” Rey murmured in sultry tones, stroking Poe's ego just a touch.
“Your garments are still on, as are mine and Finn’s. You are denying me—denying us, the sweet pleasure of your skin on ours.”