I couldn't resist her any longer. As our lips meet, something inside me shatters, and the walls I had built around my heart begin to crumble block by block.
Yelena's lips are soft and warm against mine, and I feel a rush of desire unlike anything I'd ever known. In that moment, I want nothing more than to possess her, to claim every inch of her body as my own.
My hands, usually steady and controlled, tremble slightly as I cupped her face, deepening the kiss. I taste her, exploring her mouth with my tongue, and she responds with an eagerness that matches my own.
Yelena's hands slide up my chest, her touch sending shivers down my spine. I can feel her desire, a mirror to my own, and it fuels the fire burning within me.
Pulling away from her lips, I leave a trail of kisses along her jawline, nipping at her sensitive skin, making her gasp. I want to brand her as mine, to leave my mark on this beautiful woman who has somehow cracked the armor around my heart.
My lips find her collarbone, and I savor the taste of her, my breath hot against her skin as I move lower, teasing her breasts with light kisses.
Yelena's breath quickens, and she arches her back, offering herself to me. And I can't resist any longer.
With one hand, I grip her slender waist, pulling her tightly against me, while the other fumbles with my belt, desperate to free myself from the confines of my pants.
My cock, already throbbing with need, springs free, and I groan at the relief.
I position myself against her, my hardness pressing into her soft and wet pussy. Her eyes flutter open, a mixture of desire and urgent need in their depths. I drag the tip of my cock across her slit and use it to rub softly against her clitoris.
“Aithan, please…..”
I don't give her time to say more. With one swift thrust, I bury myself deep inside her, claiming her as my own.
Her back hit the wall as I slide into her, her legs instinctively wrapping around my waist, locking me in place. I fill her completely, our bodies fitting together perfectly.
I begin to move, thrusting hard and fast, driven by a primal need to possess and dominate.
Yelena's hands grip my shoulders, her nails digging into my skin as she cries out my name. The sound of her pleasure spurs me on, and I pound into her, my hips slamming against hers.
Her pussy is warm and wet around me, squeezing and milking my cock with each thrust. I feel her walls clench as she nears her climax, and the thought of her coming apart around me sends me over the edge.
I want to watch her fall apart, to see the raw, unguarded passion on her face. “Look at me, Yelena.”
I slow my pace, dragging out her pleasure and mine as I savor the moment.
Her eyes, usually so confident and in control, are hazy with lust as she locks gazes with me.
I thrust harder, filling her completely, and her eyes widen as she bites her lip, trying to hold back her release.
“Don't hold back.” I groan in her left ear, licking and tugging at the delicate lobe.
At my words, she shatters around me, her pussy clenching and pulsing as she cries out my name.
I feel her climax wash over me, her warm juices flowing around my cock, and it is more than I can take. With a final, powerful thrust, I surrender to my own release, emptying myself into her.
As our hearts pound in unison, I hold her against the wall, our bodies still joined, my cock twitching inside her as our breathing slowly returns to normal.
I bury my face in the crook of her neck, inhaling her scent, a mixture of expensive perfume and pure female desire.
"You're incredibly captivating. I want to fuck you until we are both exhausted. I want to mark every inch of your body as mine.”
Yelena's hands stroke my back, her touch soothing and possessive. “Then what are you waiting for?”
I lift her into my arms; her legs still wrapped around me, and carry her to the nearby bed.
Laying her down gently, I follow, positioning myself between her legs. My cock instantly growing hard again.
I want to savor this, to make her feel every inch of me as I claim her again.