“I love when you look at me like that,” you whisper, your piercing gaze fixed on me as I step out of the walk-in closet, every inch of me on display. I’m wearing a custom black two-piece nightgown from slay my lingerie that leaves little to the imagination, the sheer fabric soft and gentle and accentuating my perky breasts. I feel sexy, desired, and I know you can’t resist me.
I walk towards you, my hips swaying seductively, and I see the hunger in your eyes. You’re already hard, your cock straining against the fabric of your pants. I reach out and brush my fingers against your bulge, feeling you twitch under my touch.
“You’re so fucking horny, aren’t you?” I purr, my voice low and sultry. You nod, your breath hitching as I continue to tease you. I can feel the wetness between my legs, my pussy aching for your touch.
“Take off your clothes,” I command, my eyes locked on yours. You comply without hesitation, your fingers fumbling with the buttons of your shirt as you strip down to your boxers. I can see the outline of your cock through the fabric, and I can’t resist any longer.
I push you back onto the bed, climbing on top of you and straddling your hips. I grind against you, feeling your hard length against my wetness. I lean down and press my lips to yours, our tongues dancing as I rock my hips against you.
“I need you inside me,” I moan, breaking the kiss. You nod, your hands gripping my hips as I lift myself up and position your cock at my entrance. I slide down onto you, taking you all in one slow, agonizing thrust.
I start to ride you, my pace increasing as I feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge. You reach up and cup my breasts, your thumbs flicking my nipples through the fabric of my nightgown. I cry out, my pussy clenching around you as I come hard, my orgasm ripping through me like a tidal wave.
But I’m not done yet. I lean down and press my lips to your ear, my breath hot and heavy. “I want you to fuck me from behind,” I whisper, my voice dripping with desire. You nod, flipping us over so you’re on top.
You pull out of me, and I can feel the loss, but it’s short-lived as you position yourself behind me and slide back in, filling me up once again. You wrap your arm around my waist and reach down to play with my clit, your fingers working magic as you pound into me from behind.
I can feel another orgasm building, my pussy clenching around you as you fuck me harder and harder. I cry out, my voice muffled by the pillow as I come again, my body shaking with the force of my release.
You follow shortly after, your cock twitching inside me as you fill me up with your cum. We collapse onto the bed, our bodies slick with sweat and sex.
“Fuck, that was amazing,” you pant, your head resting on my shoulder. I nod, still trying to catch my breath.
“I love when you look at me like that,” I repeat, my voice barely above a whisper. You smile, your fingers tracing patterns on my skin.
“I love you,” you say, your voice filled with emotion. I turn my head and press a kiss to your lips, my heart swelling with love for you.
“I love you too,” I reply, my voice filled with sincerity. And I mean it. Because no matter how many times we fuck, no matter how many orgasms we have, it’s always you that I want. It’s always you that I love. And that’s what makes our relationship so special.
Don’t worry your escapades are safe with us.
Desired!!!
