[ She doesn't have the advantage on him in height, not until she steps onto the first stair and uses it to bring them closer to level, but she's also counting on the fact that his pants aren't up fully, bidding him to sit down a few steps higher so she can settle in a straddle across his thighs, her knees coming to rest on either side of his hips.
Even after her hands are briefly occupied by hoisting her skirt up, letting it fall to cover them, she takes a pause then to look down at him, to gaze over his features. This isn't the heated reach of need that had dominated her every move before, not when she's stopping to meet his eyes as she lifts her hips up and proceeds to sink down onto his cock, wanting to memorize every shift and change in his expression as she envelopes him in the wet heat of her body. ]
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Even after her hands are briefly occupied by hoisting her skirt up, letting it fall to cover them, she takes a pause then to look down at him, to gaze over his features. This isn't the heated reach of need that had dominated her every move before, not when she's stopping to meet his eyes as she lifts her hips up and proceeds to sink down onto his cock, wanting to memorize every shift and change in his expression as she envelopes him in the wet heat of her body. ]