A finger ran slowly down her neck to her shoulder. She closed her eyes. The touch was almost imperceptible. A caress that was subtle enough to be attributed to the imagination, but strong enough to create a trail of fire that expanded and burned in every cell of her anatomy. She smiled. Only he could touch her so exquisitely and contradictorily.
That finger, the owner of which she had already identified, continued its way down the collarbone with the same tantalizing softness and descended to the center of her chest, torturing her skin on the road. He saw her so intensely that she could feel his gaze on her skin. Celebrating this, she whispered in her mind, "Yes, I’m yours." He knew it. At times like this, she was entirely his and that was why he enjoyed her slowly.
That tiny touch on her chest created waves of need around it. Places that begged to be taken care of. Corners that exploded with delicious expectation. A warm breath hit her ear and she shuddered. Her breathing became irregular as his finger bordered the bottom of her breast, where other four fingers stood and lowered to the curve of her waist. Feeling his whole hand on her skin was heaven.
The tremors in his body made him chuckle and she could feel his smile on the back of her ear. His lips tortured her with a perfect contact. He always gave her exactly what she wanted. Impatient, she already wanted to start moaning in his mouth what he caused. With a blind hand, she reached for his neck and tried to pull it to her mouth. She needed it.
He found her hand in his and laced his fingers with hers, bringing her arm up and holding it to the bed that held them. She barely suppressed a groan of frustration. She didn’t want to give in again. She wanted to keep a little dignity, since she had completely lost it moments ago, when she caught fire spontaneously with only a slight touch of him. He knew her, and with that he placed his mouth on her temple and stroked and kissed with his lips softly a couple of times until he managed to erase her frustration by drawing a smile on her face.
He lifted his head to admire that smile and resisted the urge to kiss it. There was no hurry, he had her, and he would enjoy it with patience. Every time he devoted himself entirely to her, she did the same: she closed her eyes to concentrate and fully enjoy the wonders he gave her. Nothing would distract her from this. Mind and body just for him. She extended her free hand and stroked his back lightly. He closed his eyes and his skin bristled at the touch. It was almost electricity. Desire was floating between them, you could almost see it.
With a sigh, half grunt, he surrendered and kissed her. Her lips fit perfectly into hers. Both mouths sang victory. Their tongues caressed and enjoyed the contact of the other. Their lips moved in a slow, intense synchronization that hurt both of them between their legs. He was like fire. It seemed to her like a heavenly fire. He was like her own nirvana.
Still with their lips together he moved closer to her, stretching strategically to make contact with the side of her curves. Their skins exploded in flames and tinged where they touched.. Attraction, energy, and pure desire fell away from them. His hand descended from her waist to her thigh and she shivered again. He clutched at her leg, venerating the skin beneath it and shoved it aside to open it a little more.
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She remained with eyes closed and heart racing. He peeled out of her mouth just to place it on her right nipple and start licking and making her moan and muffle her lips. He stuck more to her body and began to move his hand to the inner part of her thigh. The fire grew inside her and she opened her legs a little more, provoking him. He slid his hand to her center.
His fingers caressed the dampness, and her desire already made storm, became almost unbearable. She was so ready. He stroked the wet line up and down slowly, soaking in her aroused dew. He inserted two fingers inside her and let himself be lost in the sensation. She arched and groaned in her throat, not opening her mouth. He wanted to hear her. He moved in circles and pushed both fingers deeper with a delicious rhythm until a genuine moan came from her lips. That was all for him. He couldn’t wait any longer.
She moistened silently being enough wet. He stood on top of her, bending over until they were touching in the right places. It was a fire of two bodies consumed in mutual anxiety. He placed his hand on her thigh and then squeezed her right buttock as he settled between her legs. She was already holding him by the neck with both arms as she almost wept in anticipation.
When he was ready and right at the entrance of his warm moisture, he kissed her intensely without moving his hips, only to torture her a little, but it was he who couldn’t wait another second. The waiting pressed them and hurt them in the most pleasant way. He wanted to bury himself in her body. Now.
"Look at me," he said into her mouth.
Slowly, she lifted her eyelids and met two dark, hungry eyes that reflected what she felt all over her body. They looked at each other and the connection became tangible. At that moment she knew that she would never forget those eyes full of so much.
Slowly, he went inside her without breaking eye contact. Every inch was sweeping. The friction was sublime. It was all worth it at the time. With a heavy onslaught he finished sinking into her body and filled her completely. A sound groan escaped her throat as he grunted with satisfaction. There were no barriers. They could not be any closer.
She closed her eyes and opened them again, unconsciously obeying the mental demand he had made her. He wanted to see her. She didn't want to lose anything while he worked in and out of her, over and over again. Hard. With so much desire that consumed them from the inside.
Then she felt it. The most exquisite sensation began to form between her legs as he grunted and breathed rapidly, still seeing her. He knew what was happening to her, he felt it too ... And he accelerated his thrusts. The sound of their breaths and their crashing bodies filled the room. His kisses went wild. They moaned in their mouths and kissed all their desires. They savored every second as they get lost in the fire explosion that grew where they were connected.
She could not keep seeing that fierce look. Everything was too much. She felt him all over her body. He completely invaded her. Her body on fire demanded a release. He was on the verge of letting it go and filling her, but he resisted only to enjoy a little more the sensation. When she couldn’t hold it anymore, the orgasm came and shook her under him screaming his name and causing him to break into pieces ...
Both reached the top. She was like a volcano inside. The beat between his legs was delicious. The remains of her orgasm still rippled through her body as she repeated the same word over and over in her mind. That name that stimulated her and always gave her the best.
Then she opened her eyes. She looked at the dark ceiling of her room and then down, where he was a few seconds ago. The version of him that her mind and her fingers offered her every time she needed a dose of him…
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