Page 6 of Savage Obsession

Aithan

I step into the luxurious hotel suite, hand in hand with Lena. The door clicking shut behind us, sealing us away from the world. And in this moment, I know this encounter would be unlike any other night of pleasure I have experienced. The moment I saw her at the club, she ignited a fire within me, a desire that burned with an intensity I couldn't ignore. And as soon as she opened her mouth, her voice and accent had me intrigued.

Lena's eyes sparkle with anticipation as she takes in our surroundings. The soft, warm glow of the exquisitely designed VIP suite created an intimate atmosphere. She is breathtaking; her pale skin glowing in the dim light, and her black hair cascading over her shoulders like a silk curtain. I feel a surge of possessiveness as I imagine what is to come.

Without a word, I pull her close, my hands roaming over her slender waist, feeling the curve of her hips. She leans into me, her body yielding to my touch. I inhale the subtle scent of her perfume, a delicate fragrance that teases my senses. My lips find her neck, and I nibble gently, feeling her shiver in response. I want to savor this moment, to explore every inch of her, but my desire is already spiraling out of control.

"You're exquisite," I whisper, my voice hoarse with need. "I've wanted to taste you from the moment I set my eyes on you."

A hint of a smile plays on her lips, and she tilts her head, granting me better access. "Go ahead," she purrs.

Her boldness excites me. I love a woman who knows what she wants and isn't afraid to ask for it. I'm more than willing to give her everything she desires and more. I’m here to oblige her.

My hands slide up her sides, cupping her breasts, feeling the weight of them in my palms. She arches into my touch, her breath coming in shallow gasps. I tease her nipples through the thin fabric of her dress, enjoying her sharp intakes of breath. Slowly, I begin to undress her, revealing her flawless body inch by inch.

Her dress slides to the floor, pooling at her feet, and she steps out of it, now clad only in lacy black lingerie. I take a moment to admire her, my eyes tracing the lines of her body, the swell of her breasts, and the narrow curve of her waist. She is a vision, a work of art come to life.

"You're stunning," I breathe, my voice barely a whisper.

Yelena's eyes smolders as she steps closer, her hands reaching for the buttons of my shirt. I let her undress me, enjoying the feel of her fingers against my skin. Soon, I find myself naked from the waist up, our bodies flush against each other.

I lower my head, capturing her lips in a hungry kiss. Our tongues dance, and I taste her, relishing the sweetness of her mouth. My hands roam over her back, her skin soft and smooth beneath my touch. I want to brand her so badly, to leave my mark on her perfect body.

Breaking the kiss, I trail my lips down her neck, leaving a trail of kisses and light nips. I can feel her pulse racing beneath my lips, and I know she is as aroused as I am. My hands slide down to cup her breasts again, and I tease her nipples with my thumbs, watching as they hardened further.

Her head falls back, her long hair cascading like a dark waterfall. Her breath come in quick pants as I lavish attention on her sensitive peaks. I lick and nibble, alternating between her nipples, and driving her wild with pleasure.

"Oh," she moans, her hands gripping my shoulders. "You're driving me crazy."

I smile against her skin, felling pleased with her reaction. I want to push her further, to take her to the brink of ecstasy and back. With one final, lingering kiss on her nipple, I straighten, my hands sliding down to cup her firm buttocks.

"Not yet, my dear," I murmur, my voice low and gravelly. "We've only just begun."

I pick her up, her legs wrapping around my waist, and carry her to the edge of the bed. Her eyes widening with surprise, but she doesn't protest. I sit her gently on the edge of the bed and kneel between her legs, gazing at the sight before me. My hands slide up her thighs, pushing her lace panties aside.

The sight that greets me takes my breath away. Her pussy glistens with pink invitation, her swollen clitoris peeking out from between her wet folds. The scent of her arousal fills my nostrils. It's a heady mix of desire and anticipation, and I can't resist any longer. I inhale her scent again, trying to imprint her unique scent of perfume and her arousal to my memory.

Damn,this girl is driving me wild.

"You're exquisite, my dear," I whisper, my breath hot against her wetness. I want to taste her, to explore every inch of her with my tongue. I want to give her pleasure unlike anything she has ever experienced before.

With slow, deliberate movements, I kiss the inside of her thighs, savoring the taste of her skin. I hear her breath quicken, her hips shifting restlessly as I tease her. Finally, I reach her center, blowing gently on her clit, and making her shiver.

"Oh, yes..." she whispers, her voice hoarse with need as she grinds her glistening pussy in my face.

I smile against her, my tongue darting out to flick her clit, once, twice, and then again, faster and harder. I suck on her, drawing her into my mouth, feeling her tremble beneath me. My fingers find her entrance, sliding in effortlessly as I continued to lick and suck her clitoris.

Leaning forward, I blow gently on her wetness, watching her shiver. Then, I dive fully in, my tongue finding her clit. I suck and lick, tasting her essence, feeling her tremble beneath me. One of her hands grips the sheets, While the other sink into my hair. Her body arching off the bed as I continue my sensual assault.

"Oh, please," she begs, her voice hoarse. "I can't take much more."

I want to push her over the edge, to make her lose control. So, I increase the pace, my tongue flicking and swirling, driving her wild. Her moans fill the room, a sweet melody of pleasure. I can feel her climax building, her body tensing beneath my mouth.

Yelena's moans fill the room, her hands gripping the sheets as she surrenders to the pleasure. Her inner muscles clench around my fingers, and she cries out as her essence floods my mouth.

Her orgasm hit her like a wave, her body shaking as pleasure rip through her. I continue to lap at her, drawing out her release, until she was gasping for breath, her body spent. But not fully.

I savor her taste, her sweetness, before slowly withdrawing my fingers and rising to my feet. Her eyes, heavy with desire, meet mine, and I know she wants more. I want more, too.

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