My Man (18+) ✔️

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Inessa stirred in her sleep, her body feeling restless. She opened her eyes to see the room bathed in the moonlight streaming in through the window. The sound of Vincent's breathing filled the silence, lulling her into a state of calmness.

But then, as if sensing her wakefulness, Vincent shifted in his sleep, his hand brushing against her bare thigh. Inessa shuddered at the contact, her body responding instinctively to his touch. 

Vincent's eyes flickered open, his gaze meeting hers. He smiled, the expression lazy and contented. "Can't sleep?" he murmured, his voice husky.

Inessa shook her head, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "I'm wide awake," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. 

Vincent leaned in, pressing his lips to hers in a soft kiss. Inessa responded eagerly, her arms wrapping around his neck as they deepened the kiss. His hands roamed over her body, tracing the curves and planes of her skin as she moaned into his mouth. 

Without a word, Vincent rolled on top of her, his body covering hers. Inessa gasped at the sudden contact, her heart racing with desire. She ran her hands over his back, feeling the muscles tense and relax under her touch.

Vincent's hands moved to the hem of her shirt, pulling it off in one swift motion. Inessa raised her arms above her head, allowing him to remove the garment completely. His eyes roamed over her body, taking in every curve and inch of skin. 

He leaned down, pressing his lips to the sensitive skin of her neck. Inessa arched her back, her hands grasping at his hair as he nipped and licked at her flesh. She felt his fingers move to the clasp of her bra, unhooking it expertly and tossing it aside.

His mouth moved to her breasts, licking and sucking at her nipples until they hardened under his touch. Inessa writhed beneath him, her breaths coming in short gasps as she neared the brink of pleasure.

Vincent moved down her body, trailing kisses and licks along her stomach until he reached the waistband of her pajama pants. He tugged them off, leaving her in only her panties.

Inessa's body was on fire, every nerve ending tingling with desire. She reached for Vincent, pulling him back up to her lips for another searing kiss. His hands moved to her panties, sliding them off with ease.

He positioned himself between her legs, his hands gripping her hips as he pushed inside her. Inessa cried out, her back arching as she felt him fill her completely. Vincent began to move, his hips rocking in a steady rhythm as they made love in the middle of the night.

Their bodies moved in unison, the sounds of their lovemaking filling the room. Inessa felt herself teetering on the edge of release, her body straining for the climax. Vincent must have sensed it, for he increased the tempo, thrusting harder and faster until Inessa felt herself shatter into a million pieces.

Their bodies moved in unison, the sounds of their lovemaking filling the room. Inessa felt herself teetering on the edge of release, her body straining for the climax. Vincent must have sensed it, for he increased the tempo, thrusting harder and faster until Inessa felt herself shatter into a million pieces.

Vincent rolled off her, pulling her into his arms. Inessa rested her head on his chest, her body feeling sated and relaxed. They drifted off to sleep, wrapped in each other's arms, the moonlight casting a gentle glow over their entwined bodies.

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The soft rays of the morning sun seeped through the curtains, casting a warm glow upon the room. Inessa stirred in her sleep, feeling a gentle tug on her shoulder. She opened her eyes to find Vincent gazing at her with a mischievous smile.

"Good morning, beautiful," he whispered, his voice tinged with desire.

Inessa stretched her limbs, a contented sigh escaping her lips. "Good morning," she replied, her voice still filled with sleepiness.

Vincent's eyes twinkled as he leaned in closer, his breath ghosting over her ear. "I seem to have woken up with a bit of a problem," he confessed, his tone playful.

Curiosity sparked in Inessa's eyes as she propped herself up on her elbow. "Oh really? And what might that problem be?" she asked, a knowing smile playing on her lips.

Vincent's hand slipped beneath the sheets, his fingers tracing a path along his length. Inessa's eyes widened as she felt the unmistakable evidence of his arousal. A blush crept up her cheeks, but her curiosity won over her shyness.

Vincent's hand slipped beneath the sheets, his fingers tracing a path along his length. Inessa's eyes widened as she felt the unmistakable evidence of his arousal. A blush crept up her cheeks, but her curiosity won over her shyness.

Her lips descended upon his neck, peppering kisses along the sensitive skin. Vincent's breathing grew heavy as Inessa continued her ministrations, her hand moving in a steady rhythm. He tangled his fingers in her hair, guiding her head closer to his.

Inessa took the hint, her mouth replacing her hand as she lavished attention on him. Her tongue swirled around the tip, tasting his desire. She relished in the sounds of his pleasure, the low groans and whispers of her name urging her on.

Vincent's grip on her hair tightened as his release approached. Inessa quickened her pace, matching his rhythm, and he finally succumbed to the waves of ecstasy crashing over him. He called out her name, his body trembling with the force of his orgasm.

As his breathing steadied, Inessa withdrew, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. She nestled herself back against him, her head resting on his chest as they caught their breath.

Vincent turned to her, his eyes filled with adoration. "Thank you," he whispered, his voice filled with appreciation.

Inessa looked up at him, her eyes sparkling. "You're welcome," she replied, her voice tinged with a hint of mischief. "Just doing my part to help with your morning problem." 

As they lay there, basking in the afterglow, their love, and desire intertwined, they knew that their bond was deeper than just physical pleasure. It was a love that went beyond the surface, encompassing understanding, trust, and a willingness to meet each other's needs.