Allure...to powerfully attract or charm; tempt.
It was the physical attraction that they believed kept them coming back, but in reality, it was more than that. Two broken souls, unaware to the fact the fix was one another.
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L̶O̶S̶ A̶N̶G̶E̶L̶E̶S̶, C̶A̶L̶I̶F̶O̶R̶N̶I̶A̶
O̸M̸N̸I̸S̸C̸I̸E̸N̸T̸
The lights beamed dim in the barely lit room, the open balcony doors sending a small breeze to the spines of the two bodies that faced one another.
She sat planted between his legs on her knees, mouth stuffed sloppily along his entire length, allowing her spit to pool around the base of him. Her sopped up hands massaged at the skin that fit in her palms perfectly, adding to the toe curling sensations her humming mouth already placed over his body.
His groans bounced off every wall of the spacious room, only getting louder with the deeper he forced himself down her gagging throat. Her eyes watered, every blink sending another trail of water down her face. Her cheeks hallowed, lips wrapped around him so tight, the veins that ran along his shaft pressed against them hard.
She slurped up all the spit that leaked from her mouth as she raised her head to his tip, her hands emerging from his balls to twist counterclockwise in the mess of fluids that glistened around him. Her raised head spit down against the swollen tip of him, before her lips wrapped around him again to suck into her mouth gently.
Her eyes stared up into his lowered red ones that gazed down with a dazed look in them. The expression on his face turning her on even more as she sped her hands up just as his body bucked. She didn't need a warning, the courtesy not being necessary once she felt the warmness of his cum spurt out to paint the back or her throat for a third time that early morning.
She released him with a pop from her mouth, keeping her hands moving with her tongue spread right under his tip for him to spill out on the pinkness of her appendage. His cursing above her, the tightness of his grip in her wild hair pleased her as she milked him until she knew she had everything he had to offer.
"Swallow." He watched her, but she honestly didn't know why he felt the need to even mention it since she knew all of what he liked. She swallowed down everything with ease before parting her lips to show him nothing was left. "Good girl." He mumbled, finally letting go to let her stand to her feet from her kneeling position.
"I'd be happy to give more if you let me." She smiled, serious about going for as long as he wanted every time her eyes laid on her name inked into his face.
Something about the sight of it turned her on to lengths she questioned. His face alone did a lot to her, but his face with the addition of her brought all of it to another level. She nearly counted down the days to when she'd be able to have him in the ways she really wanted.
