Page 34 of Ardent Desires

She’s wet. So fucking wet.

I work my tongue over her, teasing her clit with slow, deliberate strokes as she writhes beneath me, her body shaking with every movement. Her moans fill the room, and it’s everything I imagined it would be and more. She’s soft, tight, and perfect.

“Wait,” she gasps, propping herself up on her elbows, her eyes wide and her chest rising and falling with quick breaths. “I want to see what I’m working with.”

I stand up, trying to ignore the way my cock is straining against my pants. Her hands fumble at my belt, undoing it slowly, and I can see the nervousness in her eyes as she pushes my pants and boxers down, freeing me.

Her eyes widen when she sees me, and I can’t help but smirk.

“Wow… you’re huge,” she whispers, her voice breathless, her eyes glued to my cock.

“We’ll make it fit, baby,” I say, my voice rough with need. “I just need to make you wet enough.”

I don’t even know why I keep calling her baby, but I can’t stop. It feels natural. It feels right.

She licks her lips, her gaze still locked on me. “Can I taste?”

The words make my cock twitch, and I have to steady myself, grabbing the edge of the bed to keep from losing it. “Fuck, yes.”

I guide my cock to her mouth, groaning the second her tongue touches me. She’s hesitant at first, but when she licks me again, a little bolder this time, I nearly lose it. Her lips wrap around the tip, and I have to stop myself from pushing all the way in.

“Fuck,” I groan, my hands tangling in her hair as she takes more of me into her mouth. I don’t want to come, not yet. Not like this.

I pull back, breathless, and she giggles softly as I push her back onto the bed. She’s gorgeous, spread out beneath me, her skirt bunched up around her hips, her thong barely hanging on.

I pull her panties off, tossing them to the side, and drop back down between her legs. She’s shaking, her thighs trembling as I spread her open, taking in how tight she is. I start licking her again, my tongue working slow circles around her clit, and I slide a finger inside her, loving how tight she feels.

She moans louder, her hands gripping the sheets, her hips lifting off the bed as I push another finger inside, stretching her. She’s perfect, wet, and I know she’s ready.

I glance up, watching her through hooded eyes as she bites her lip, her head falling back as I work her with my mouth and fingers. She’s close, I can tell by the way her thighs clench, by the way she moans my name over and over.

I want her to come on my tongue first, so I suck harder, working her faster, my fingers sliding deeper inside her. Her body jerks, and she cries out, her orgasm crashing over her as she comes hard, her thighs trembling around my head. I keep licking her, drawing it out, loving every second of it.

When she finally relaxes, her body limp and her breathing ragged, I pull back, wiping my mouth as I stand up.

“Holy shit,” she whispers, her voice shaky, her eyes half-lidded.

I smirk, leaning down to kiss her, tasting her on my lips as I run my hands over her body. She’s soft and perfect, and I can’t wait to be inside her.

“You ready for me?” I ask, my voice low, almost a growl.

She nods, her breath catching as she looks up at me, her eyes wide with anticipation.

I position myself between her legs, rubbing the head of my cock against her slick entrance. She’s tight, so tight, and I have to go slow. I push in just a little, feeling her stretch around me, and the sensation is enough to make me want to explode.

She gasps, her hands gripping my shoulders, her nails digging into my skin as I push in further.

“You okay?” I ask, my voice strained with the effort of holding back.

“Yeah,” she breathes, her eyes squeezed shut. “Just… go slow.”

I nod, pushing in another inch, and fuck, the way she feels around me is like nothing I’ve ever experienced. I go slow, giving her time to adjust, until I’m fully inside her, buried to the hilt.

She moans, her head falling back against the pillows, and I still for a moment, letting her get used to the size of me.

“You’re doing so good,” I murmur, leaning down to kiss her neck. “You feel fucking amazing.”

She moans again, her hips shifting slightly, and I take that as my cue. I start moving, slow at first, pulling out and then pushing back in, my hands gripping her hips as I fuck her gently.

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