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Weekends were slowly starting to be Lois’s favorite part of the week. Lately, she had started to leave work at the office and allowed herself to just have a couple of days for herself. The merit belonged to the man that she was quietly admiring as she lied naked under her bed covers.
Being careful not to wake him up, Lois shifted to rest on her side. She used her tender and warm fingertips to trace his cheek, where his dimples grew every time he smiled at her. From there, she pushed his curls back, taking advantage that he was on his back with his arm under her frame and holding her toward him.
Adjusting under the bedsheets, Lois nosed into the crook of his neck and lightly moaned as she took in his scent. She pressed a kiss on his flesh and slowly caressed his chest. She rested her head over his shoulder, and looked up to his face from there; god he was gorgeous.
Lois got comfortable between his frame and arm. She brushed her lips against his pectoral, her fingers ran through his hairy chest and then smoothly moved to circle his areola. A mischievous smirk formed in her lips as she let herself have a moment and feel how strong and firm his muscles were. Her fingertips ran down the line of small hairs that ended at his belly button. From there, she traced the end of the bedsheet that was resting over his waist, taking notice of the tent between his legs.
She shifted her eyes up, making sure he was still asleep. Lois readjusted and sat up, his arm falling around her hips. Biting on her lip, Lois tilted the bedsheet up to peek under it. She let out a throaty moan at the sight of his thick and erected cock. She adjusted her legs at the humid sensation she felt sliding down from inside of her.
The sound of a sheepish chuckle left her stunned. She felt her cheeks growing warm, indicating they were probably red. Closing her eyes and shrinking her head, Lois let go of the bedsheet and covered her face with her hands.
“Nng. Did you find what you were looking for?” A raspy voice teased as Clark stroked her hair, his fingers were tender with the ends of it as he moved it to the side and caressed the small of her back.
Lois got comfortable in his arms now that she was lying back down. Their legs tangled and her fingers mirrored over his chest the soft caress he had on her back. “Mmm.” She closed her eyes upon feeling a kiss on her lips, his breath was warm and it invited her to fully kiss him. “…I did.” She kissed him again, “Nice morning wood.” Still feeling her cheeks warm, she wrinkled her nose; “I’m sorry…I know we talked a lot about consent last night, and I—”
“—That’s more about me toward you,” Clark shrugged. Two dimples formed in his cheeks now that Lois was adjusting and resting over him, her naked breasts against his chest. His cheeks turned pink at how much he had found to like the skin to skin contact with her. “…Be-because of who I am and stuff.”
Giggling, she frowned and made a face. Lois poked his left dimple and echoed; “Because of ‘who you are’?” She snorted, “What? A smoking hot guy…” She pressed a kiss on his lips; “Attentive,” she kissed him again, “Generous?” She kissed his grin this time, “Compassionate…” She chuckled against his lips before biting on her lower one; “And…not to mention hung as hell.”
Clark chuckled along, his hands running down her naked back, “You like that, don’t you?”
“Mm.” Her eyes were full of lust as she nodded, “I think we were very compatible last night, got along just fine…don’t you think? …Him and I.”
At the memories from last night, Clark shifted under the bedsheets and thrust his hips slightly upwards. His pupils grew at the thoughts and the sensations that were coming back to him. Clark let go of her hair and slid his hand under the bedsheets, finding his throbbing erection. “Nng.” His eyes were steadily fixed on Lois, “He-I-we…” Clark closed his eyes, feeling her nibbling on his chin, “He sure is glad we didn’t wait until the fourth date like we had agreed.”
Lois looked down to his crotch, able to capture the motion of his hand slowly stroking himself. She slid up a little and nosed into his neck and up his cheek. “Thank god…” She nibbled on his ear, “It would have been torture.” Feeling him move, she adjusted and pulled away. Lois tilted her head to the side and kept her eyes on him.
“I-I’m sorry if it is, though…a-a torture.” Clark’s eyes were filled with guilt. “I-I mean, last night was…WOW…that-that thing you did…I-I’ve heard other guys complaining because their girlfriends won’t do it, and…I mean…I-I get it now.” He licked his upper lip, his cheeks were pink. “I get it now.”
With a giggle, Lois pressed a kiss on his cheek, “Yeah…?” She was resting her head over one arm, her finger twirling the curl that fell over his forehead.
“Mm.” Clark rolled his hips upwards again, thinking about the events of the previous night. “I felt like my soul was being sucked out of my…” He looked down to the tent still between his legs.
“—Rod and balls?” Her eyes were on him, sharing a light smile even if her voice was dry.
“Yeah.” His cheeks turned red.
Lois pushed his messy curls back and pressed a light peck on his lips. “I-I don’t want you to feel upset or ashamed that we haven’t, you know…” She took his hand and brought his fingers to her lips, “—No pressure either, okay?” Her eyes then found him as she reassured him; “I’m happy with us doing other things to each other while you get comfortable.”
“It’s not that, though.” Clark caressed the ends of her hair as they fell over her shoulders. “I-I’m just, I don’t want to hurt you.” He nibbled on the inside of his cheek, “I’ve told you that I didn’t…before because I-I-I’ve never met anyone who’s made me feel comfortable or even dated someone who knew that…it’s complicated,” he sighed. “But-but with you? I do…and you know me, you see me…but I don’t want to—”
“—You won’t.” Lois kept her eyes on him, looking at him with tenderness as she ran her fingers through his hair. She shifted and moved to lie next to him. He hugged her into him as she rested her head over his shoulder. Looking up to him, she ran her fingers over his lips. “Are you hungry? We could make some breakfast? Get your head off of it…we have all weekend.”
Taking her hand, he started playing with her fingers. Clark was leaning on his side, they were facing each other, their legs tangled. “I kinda want to just hold you like this, is that okay?”
With a smile, Lois nodded and slowly took in his scent, nosing into the crook of his neck. She closed her eyes feeling his fingers were brushing her arm up and down. “I don’t think I have food anyways.”
Clark pressed a kiss on her forehead and chuckled along. “How do you do it?” He brushed his fingers down her hair and smiled down to her, “You can’t really survive out of sugar, can you?”
“Hey…!” Her voice was sweet and low, “You survive out of solar energy and no one’s judging.”
“…And yet, I still eat.” Feeling her tilting her chin up, he closed the space between them and kissed her. “I’ll take a granola bar if that’s what you’ve got, as long as I get to have breakfast with you.”
Feeling their breaths merging, Lois let out a soft moan and kissed him again. “I have yogurt…I think.” She nibbled on his lower lip, running her fingers around his head; “It’s the small cups type of thingy, though.”
“I don’t mind…” He pressed another kiss on her lips.
“I guess we could grab a few and empty them in a bowl? I keep them in the fridge, just to grab and go.”
After another kiss, Clark moved his lips to brush down her jawline and peppered down her neck. He hugged her into him, feeling her adjusting under the bedsheets as she held from his neck and caressed the curls behind it. “Nng…”
Lois giggled, aware that he was most likely not paying attention anymore; not that she would complain. She brought her leg up as he rolled on his chest and adjusted between her legs.
Clark shifted back up and, finding her lips, kissed her again. He could feel every nerve in his body begging for her and as a reaction, rolled his hips into her. Lois felt his erection against her inner thigh and moaned into his ear.
She had gotten familiar with his size last night, this after spending some quality time not only stimulating every inch of him with her hand, but also with her mouth. Yet, the thickness of his cockhead pressing against her groin anticipated her brain into realizing that there was a lot of him to take in. The anticipation put all of her cells into motion, getting her wet.
Turning her head to the side, Lois closed her eyes and slowly moaned at the feeling of his humid lips pressing soft kisses along her neck. She bit on her lower lip now that he had gone further down and found one of her breasts. The familiar sensation of his kisses adoring her brought her to think about last night and how good it had felt during that time when he had let go of himself and eaten her out.
Her breasts were addictive, Clark had never even come close to touching one before he had started dating Lois. The first time had been on their first date, after she had asked if he wanted to come in. That’s when he had told her that he had never been with anyone before and wanted to wait; get comfortable. He got to touch them a lot after that, but last night had been when he had not only seen her naked for the first time but also had taken his time to kiss every inch of her body, from her lips down.
The chemicals in his brain did a funny thing as he thought back to the smell and taste of her sex. Clark groaned at the sensation of his erection throbbing in desperation. The warmth of the tip of his tongue faintly licked on her hard nipple as he sucked on it and let go of her breast. Clark adjusted, his hands were trembling but firm as they grasped her fair skin from her thighs and guided her legs to part so he could be fully on top of her.
Clark nibbled on her chin and then found her lips. Lois smiled as her hands cupped his face, resting them close to his ears as she caressed them. They kissed, their tongues hungrily welcoming each other as they deepened it. The grip around her thighs tightened as his cockhead felt the welcoming moist of her entrance. Lois parted her lips and grunted as her body adjusted to his width.
Feeling her legs rigid, he broke the kiss and panted into her gasp, “Nng. You-you’re tensed-up.” Upon opening his eyes, he saw her gulping lightly. Clark poked his lips, receiving the kiss she was offering. He looked down between them, feeling her adjusting under him and retracting her hips a little. “—Did-did I hurt you?” A concern frowned grew between his eyebrows.
“No-no…” Lois cleared her voice as she heard it had barely come out. She adjusted, leaning over the pillows. “It-it’s just that…” She pecked his lips and with her finger pulled his frown up, then curved his pout up; “I’m fine,” She reassured him with a smile. “I just-I just would appreciate it if we-god I hate doing this to you right now…” Lois covered her face with her hands and shook her head.
He gently held her wrists and pulled them away from her face. Clark brought her right hand over to him and kissed around her wrist and up to her hand. “What is it?”
With a sigh, Lois tilted her head to the side. She shifted and reached over to her nightstand. She opened the drawer and took one wrapper from a condom box she kept there, “Wanna suit up for me?” Her cheeks were red as she waved the wrapper in her hands.
A sheepish chuckle escaped him as he kneeled between her legs, which she kept parted, one on each of his sides. Lois moaned at the sight of his tumescent erection. She stayed lying against the pillows, admiring him from there as she carefully opened the wrapper for him and let him take the condom. Lois didn’t move her eyes off of his cock as he firmly put it on.
With a grin he hooked his arms back around her legs and pulled her back down, making her giggle into the kiss that he immediately pressed against her lips.
Lois hugged his neck and brushed the back of his head as the sound of their kissing smacked in her bedroom. She opened her eyes and offered a soft smile when she found him with his eyes on her. Tilting her head to the side, she ran her knuckles down his cheeks.
“Are-are you okay?”
The genuine concern in his face made her smile, she tried not to giggle. “I’m okay,” Lois nodded her head in reassurance. She then brushed her lips against his and murmured, “I want this…I want you.”
Shifting, he could feel her wet and the way she had just adjusted had been so inviting. He could feel his cockhead pulsing at her entrance. Clark grunted, “God, I want you too…”
At his plea, Lois slowly moved her foot, letting it slide inward as she bent her leg up and curved her hips under his frame. She grunted, successfully having his hips mirror her and rolling into her. “We-we can follow your pace okay?” Once he nodded, she kissed his forehead and pushed his hair back, “No rush…take your time. I’ll be okay.” Fixing her eyes on him, Lois inhaled and firmly reassured him; “I trust you and I know that you would never hurt me.”
“I-I wouldn’t.” Clark gulped. He then grew a bashful smile and shook his head, “I wouldn’t…” He genuinely believed this with his heart; he was physically and emotionally incapable of hurting her. Clark was breathing loud as he leaned down and kissed her lips.
Their eyes met for a brief moment. He paid attention to her breathing pattern and the way her heart was beating; she was anticipating this, he could feel it against his throbbing want. Clark closed his eyes and tilted his face to her touch, now that her fingers were brushing through his hair.
Clark slowly rolled his hips, being immediately welcomed by the warmth of her desire as he thrusted his way into her. He could feel a spark running though his nervous system that had been ignited by the throaty moan that Lois had just let out. He had heard many moans from her before; from gentle ones when they kissed to the loud pleading ones from last night as he tasted her with his tongue and had brought her to the edge with his fingers. But none of them compared to the one from right now.
Lois opened her eyes to the notion that he had pulled back. She stayed quiet and ran her fingers through his curls, bringing them to caress his cheeks as she guided his head down and rested his forehead against hers. As she kissed his lips, Lois felt him slowly penetrating her again; just the tip, enough to make her release a raspy moan just like the previous one.
A giggle escaped her, seeing how big his pupils had dilated and how his face said so much. He pulled back once more and slowly thrust into her again; the unique moan was quickly becoming one of his favorite sounds.
“Are you okay…?” Lois tried to keep her breathing calm and her voice low. The way his cockhead kept teasing her was working her up in more ways than the contact between their bodies could tell him.
Clark started kissing down her neck and rubbed his hands down her legs which she had bent up and shrunk with his body between them. His naked ass rolled into her and he pushed his tip back into her, he grunted in anticipation. “The way you moan…I can’t get enough of it.”
That made her blush. “Oh, Clark…” She kept a gentle stare on him; “There’s more where that one came from…” her words made his eyes grow big, so she added; “bigger…louder ones.”
“Nng. I wanna hear you want me…” His husky voice demanded in a soft murmur. Clark held tight from her thighs and rolled his hips into her. He peppered her jawline, his kisses grew into a smirk upon hearing her moan. This time, he didn’t pull back and slowly let every inch of him be welcomed by the warmth of her core.
Clark grunted and kissed her, his breath was warm and his lips hungry. His ears took in the long raspy moan she released as he went fully into her. He panted and chuckled as their eyes met. He kept smiling, feeling her nibbling on his lower lip before moving to his chin.
He shifted, rolling his ass forward, needing to feel her deep; as deep as her body would allow. Clark grunted, feeling her hips rolling up, welcoming him. His fingers were trembling as he rubbed her thighs that were shrunk up at each side of his hips.
Once their eyes met, Lois smiled and pushed his hair back. Aware that he had enjoyed her moans, she brushed her lips up his jawline and kept them close to his ear.
With a slow and gentle thrust, Clark picked a soft pace. He groaned at her moans. Every time he pushed in, Lois let him hear right into his ear how much she liked the way he felt.
He kissed her and let their breaths merge as he panted into her lips, liking the way her face looked as she moaned. “You are the best feeling…Nng.” He couldn’t finish that thought at the need to kiss her again, more, deep, and hungry. Clark also didn’t stop thrusting, pulling out and pushing in. He went mad at the sound that her pussy made at it; “You-you’re soaked...” He felt it and heard it as he made love to her.
“Mm.” Lois chuckled along and nodded her head. Her cheeks were flushed at her loss for words.
“God, I can’t get enough of you…” He rolled his hips into her slightly harder this time, unintentionally slapping his balls against her ass which made him groan. Clark also picked on how her moan was more throaty this time, taking note.
Lois was aware that she had disclosed that he could take his time; that she would follow his pace. But she had never anticipated for him to work her up before even fully penetrating her the way he had done, and now she was slightly ahead of him…needing more than tender thrusts. She rolled her nose over his cheek and then nibbled on his earlobe.
“Clark…” She breathed into his ear. Lois grunted at the reaction his body had upon hearing her call out his name; rolling harder into her and pressing into that one spot where she had needed him.
Her hips welcomed the thrust and invited him to keep it like that. Her fingers brushed down his curls and her legs straddled his hips. At a second thrust, Lois moaned, right into his ear once again, which encouraged him to thrust once more right away.
Steadily, Clark found a pace. He grunted into her lips between kisses and moans. Feeling her hips following his rhythm led him to increase the speed, but never going too fast.
Lois ran her hands over his shoulders. She curved her body towards him and pressed her breasts against his chest.
“Nng, god…” He begged into their kiss, panting as he kept trusting. Every new sensation made him go slightly harder. He adjusted and looked down, wanting to feel her soft and warm tits rubbing against his hairy chest again.
She felt his hands trembling as he tried to keep making love to her but also pushing her over toward the headboard which she shifted and adjusted to follow his unspoken request to lean further up.
Upon moving too much, his dick unintentionally slipped out of her. His eyes moved down from his throbbing erection and up to her face, big concerned eyes found hers. Clark was in all four, between her legs.
“Hey…It’s okay.” She reassured him and pressed a soft kiss on his forehead. She smiled as he nodded, her fingers brushing the sides of his head. Closing her eyes, she kissed him back now that he had hungrily leaned and kissed her.
While on his knees, Clark brought his hands up and squeezed on her breasts. His hips were fighting the urge to thrust inwards so his pulsing erection could find its way back to its happy place, where it had been content making sweet love to her.
Lois took his hands for a brief moment and intertwined their fingers. Once his attention was on her, she offered a playful smile. His eyes followed her as she kneeled on the bed before him. Clark smiled now that she was hugging his neck and deeply kissing him.
As she broke the kiss, Lois found him grinning. Her eyes looked down to the full erection he was still wearing and how his hand was gently stroking it. She took that hand and guided him to shift around. Following her lead, Clark lied over the pillows and opened his arms to welcome her into them, figuring out she was about to ride him.
Straddling him, Lois took hold of his shaft and aligned it with her entrance. The moan she let out as she swallowed him whole echoed in his brain as he tilted his head back and let every nerve in him send a spark of pleasure up from his balls to his cockhead. Clark grunted and hugged her into him, kissing her lips at first and then peppering down her throat.
“It got in so easy…” He had noticed that even if penetrating her felt smooth, this time she had felt slightly different, “You are dripping for me aren’t you?” The idea that he had her completely aroused made him pulse inside of her “—I-I can feel it…god, I can feel it.” Clark thrusted upwards and groaned now that she was rolling her hips into him, following the same pace he had picked before they switched.
After sharing a heated kiss. His hands held her tight from her hips and started to guide them, wanting to feel her bouncing on him. He looked down, between their bodies to see if he could catch his shaft coming in and out of her as she cried out loud, letting him take control feeling him tight, fucking her so tenderly.
Soon, her body was flushed and her hair slightly sweaty. They shared a kiss and then he brushed his lips down her throat, taking advantage now that she had thrown her head back, begging his name as her hips kept following the hard, deep, yet slow rhythm that they had settled on.
His name kept echoing in her room as she called out for it. His instinct was to say hers back as he kept making love to her. His lips peppered down her collar bone and found one of her breasts. Clark moaned at the texture of her hard nipples and the taste of her areola as he licked and sucked on it. His attention shifted to the other one and paid equal attention to it.
Feeling her hands pulling from the curls behind his head, Clark buried his head between her breasts and grunt into them. He could feel her tightening around him as she kept moaning and calling out his name. All together was building something inside of him. He felt his muscles tensing which matched the tightness that her body had around his.
As her moans grew louder and turned into high pitch cries, he sensed how a flow of warmth was threatening to release from him but at the same time come down from her. He held tight from her waist and worked together with her hips; she rolled hers and he thrusted his.
His toes curved and her nails dug into his shoulders as they shared an intense moment of release. Their hearts were beating loud one over the other as their chests stayed close and their breaths merged as they panted. A giggle was exchanged as Lois collapsed on him. She rested her head over his shoulder and nosed into his neck. Clark was grinning to the ceiling as he tried to catch his breath. His finger found her sweaty hair and brushed it as he kissed the top of her head.
“This is…the best thing that’s ever happened to me.” He could stop smirking.
Her giggle invited him to look over and lock eyes for a brief moment. “...Not last night?”
Clark shook his head. “I mean, don’t get me wrong…” He licked his lips. His free hand moved to take the used condom off and he stroked himself a little; “Yeah, last night…I thought I was going to die…in a good way.” At her chuckles and the soft kisses she pressed on his neck he continued; “But right now? It’s like I went straight to heaven and back.”
Her eyes met him again as she smiled, and with a nod reassured him; “For me, too.”
Pressing a light kiss on her lips, Clark adjusted and held her in his arms. “For as much as I want to do that again and again…and then some more, again.” He chuckled along with her, “I just want to hold you for a moment.” Eyeing her he teased, “And I know you are okay with it, because we spent all night cuddled.”
With pink cheeks, Lois adjusted to his side and poked on his dimple. “You got me there.” Feeling his strong arms hugging her into him, her eyes found him. “How are you feeling…?” Her voice was low.
“I’m feeling like I don’t fit in the room.” He had yet to stop smiling. “I-I feel like, yeah, like I need to keep you close, hug you, and we talk about nothing and everything at the same time.”
Lois tucked her hair behind her ears and adjusted. She rested on her side, a moment that Clark took to bring the sheets over them so they could cover her still warm and flushed body. At the gesture, she kissed the tip of his nose. Lois moaned lightly, feeling his arms now hugging her and allowing their legs to lace. “What is a subject about nothing but that tells you everything?”
“Mm.” He chuckled seeing her narrowing her eyes. They shared a kiss and then he asked; “I’ve known you for three years…but I don’t know what happens in case of an emergency.”
Frowning, Lois smiled. She caressed his cheeks and ran her fingers through his curls; “What happens? You are Superman…I’m counting on you to swoosh in there and save the day.”
“You know what I mean…” He frowned. “Like, do I call your family? Where do I take you?”
“To a hospital,” She dryly joked, but at the pout in his lips she let out a sigh; “I—” She brushed her thumb over his lips, “I…Perry has been my emergency contact since I’ve known him.” She then wondered, “How about you? And don’t pull that Superman card, I already used it; you have to think of something else.”
“Why are you brushing that off so quickly?” Clark frowned, “Your boss is the person in charge of your health? He knows all the information that goes into those insurance forms? What about your—”
Lois gulped as she looked away, “Wow…you weren’t playing when you said this was about everything.” She looked down and sniffed. She then felt his lips tenderly pressing a kiss on her forehead. “He-he doesn’t know it, no.” She bit on her lower lip, “But he has it.”
“Can I have it, too?” His brows twitched once she looked up to fix her eyes on him. He gulped at the look in her face.
“What…?” She was slightly stunned and confused.
“I-I would surely make it there faster than Perry, …god, kill me if I’m not there already.” He caressed her fingers and cleaned his throat, feeling something stuck in it. “I-I’m not liking the idea of you getting hurt and I’m not able to do anything about it.”
Lois held his neck with both her hands and nosed into his chin. “We don’t have to talk about that right now…but I-I like the-I like the idea of someone else having my medical information other than my boss.”
“—That-that’s not happening.” His breath picked up a little. He pouted once her hand caressed his chest hair, right where his heart was. Clark took her wrist and guided her hand so she could rest it there, feel how fast and loud it was beating.
Her eyes were soft on him. She took his hand and rested it where her heart was beating; in contrast to him hers had calmed down and was gently beating. “Hey…so far you have an impeccable record saving my butt, don’t you?” Lois waited for him to nod, “…So I’m not worried. You got this.” She shifted closer and guided his arms to hug her again. Lois then nosed into him; “I know that nothing is happening to me as long as you are here with me.”
Clark smiled at her proclaim and kissed her. “That’s a promise…” He murmured into her lips.
“Mm. I promise…”
“No, that’s something I promise.”
Lois smiled and pressed a couple of pecks on his lips. “Now, you never answered me.” She twirled the curl that fell down his forehead; “What’s the plan? If I ever…should I bring you here?” She knew hospitals were not an option; “Don’t you have a fort?” Shaking her head she corrected herself; “Fortress…”
“—Fortress of Solitude.” They recited at the same time.
“…Yeah.” She smiled.
“It’s in the North Pole.” He reminded her, “I should be good as long as I get enough sunlight.” He frowned, “I wouldn’t need much of anything else.”
She parted her lips and frowned at the way he said that last part. “Hey…” She brushed her finger down his lip and smiled once his eyes found her; “It’s just like me,” She found his hand and traced the lines on the palm of his hand; “Sunlight is vital for my immune system, to keep it healthy.”
Clark faintly smiled at that. “You do need it, don’t you…?” He sniffed. “It also gives you energy for the day, doesn’t it? Like me.”
“Yeah. Just like you.” Lois looked over to her window, the curtains were closed. “Wanna open them?” She motioned toward the curtains. “We can get some much needed sunlight while still in bed.”
A smile fully grew in his face as he nodded. His eyes followed her naked body as she left the bed. Clark admired her curves as she opened the curtain and the Saturday morning sun hit her from the front.
Lois closed her eyes and took in a deep breath. She then turned back around and found him grinning at her. She narrowed her eyes and flirted with him; “Were you checking my ass just now?”
His cheeks grew red as he sheepishly giggled. Clark was sitting down, the bedsheet over his lap. “I-we-we are sleeping together now, aren’t we?” He cleared his throat. He followed her as she inched back to bed and licked his lips now that she was straddling him over the sheets.
“Mmm.” She nodded, confirming that they were, “We are sleeping together, yeah.” Her eyes were filled with light as she fixed them on his. She ran her hands down his shoulders.
With a husky moan, Clark cupped her naked ass and pressed her into him, making her chuckle. “Then, I think I can get away with it.”
Her giggles echoed in the room as she felt him rolling her on her back, adjusting between her legs.