I move my body to create friction against his clothes as I take his hand and guide it beneath my shirt, softly biting his bottom lip.
The friction generated wherever they touched, stoked that kernel in his gut, and turned it into a full-fledged flame.
They let out simultaneous gasps of pleasure at the tight friction and he reveled in her control, letting her ride him for a moment before forcing her to slow down.
A blast of air scraped against my palms, raising a pink friction burn on my skin, but left the rest of me untouched.
He lived alone, and, so to speak, outside of every social relation and as he knew that in this world account must be taken of friction, and that friction retards, he never rubbed against anybody.
Two stone steps worn away by the friction of many feet led to the door, which was made of three planks the door had never been painted or varnished, so great cracks yawned in it during the dry season to close again when the rains came on.
But when the friction comes to have its machine, and oppression and robbery are organized, I say, let us not have such a machine any longer.
A few drops of the rum restored suspended animation, while the friction of his limbs restored their elasticity.
I hum, linking my arms tightly around his neck, rubbing my chest against his while my hips rotate in anticipation, creating friction against his long and slender fingers.
