She arches into my touch, a soft moan escaping her as she takes me deeper into her throat, my tip hitting the back of it. "Fuck,” I growl, in sheer disbelief for how good this is.
Too good not to be shared.
In an instant, I weave my hands through her hair and pull her away from me. She looks up, confused.
I take her by the hand and bring her to a sitting position. Kneeling between her thighs, I grab one of her hands and guide it to my cock. Her eyes flash with playful surprise as she gets the hint, stroking me firmly while looking straight into my eyes.
With my free hand, I start undoing the little tie of her black lace bra, watching as it comes undone slowly, exposing her beautiful, full breasts, which rise and fall rapidly, out of breath and anticipation, her nipples taut. I gently feel their softness, their warmth, before trailing my fingers lower, teasing her most sensitive spots. "Like this?" I ask, circling her clit with my thumb.
Sofia gasps, her hips bucking. "Yes, just like that," she breathes.
As I continue my ministrations, her hand wraps around my length, stroking firmly. The dual sensation of pleasuring her while she touches me is almost overwhelming.
"Christ, Sofia," I groan, my head falling forward onto her shoulder. "You're driving me crazy."
She chuckles, a sound of pure satisfaction. "Good. That's exactly where I want you."
I can't wait any longer. She’s dripping on my fingers, ready for more.
“Stop,” I growl desperately, and she doesn’t need to be asked twice. She pushes herself flat on the bed, and I jump on top of her, my body hovering above.
I position myself between Sofia's thighs, the tip of my cock brushing against her wet entrance.
Sofia's response is to wrap her legs around my waist, pulling me closer. "Get on with it, will you," she breathes.
With a groan, I push into her, slowly at first, savoring the feeling of her tight heat enveloping me. Sofia's breath hitches, her nails digging into my shoulders.
"You feel incredible," I murmur, starting to move in a steady rhythm.
Sofia meets me thrust for thrust, her body arching beneath mine. "Harder," she demands, her voice husky with desire.
I oblige, my hips slamming into her with unyielding force. We're no longer gentle lovers but ravenous animals clawing for release.
"God, Vlad!" Sofia cries out, her fingers digging into my back as if she could pull me deeper inside her. “Faster!”
I oblige, picking up the pace, driving into her with increasing intensity. The room fills with the sounds of ourpassion—skin against skin, breathless moans, and creaking beds.
I see, feel, sense, and hear her with every fiber of my being. Her skin, so soft to the touch. Her smell, so delicate. Her mewls and whimpers… so damn sexy.
Just as I'm about to lose myself completely, Sofia surprises me. With a graceful move, she flips us over, straddling my hips. The sudden shift leaves me breathless, staring up at her in awe.
"My turn," she purrs, a mischievous glint in her eye as she takes my cock in her hand, gliding it into her in one swell swoop.
I'm transfixed by the sight of her above me—her blonde hair cascading down her back, her lithe body moving with fluid grace, her breasts carved to delight. My hands find her hips, guiding her movements, but she's clearly in control now.
"God, Sofia," I groan, completely entranced by her beauty and the pleasure she's giving me. "You're amazing."
She rides my cock up and down. Her hips whirl, her muscles flexing in a display of sheer power and control. My hands grip her tight ass, feeling her tease me further and further with every thrust. I can't take this anymore.
I reach down to touch her where we're connected, feeling the wetness spread out. I touch her there, rubbing and teasing her clit, and she shivers in response.
And then, she slides off, ramming herself down my cock.
“Fuck,” I scream, on the edge of fulfilling my primal instinct.
"Like that?" she breathes. Her face is flushed a deep red; her breaths are fast and shallow.
She does it again, my temptress.