Van Palmer || Caught (P2) (Natalie Scatorccio)

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Request part, so i'm going to add the whole of the first part to make it fit a little better.

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She hovers over me, her lips gently meeting mine. Our kiss ignites a spark, and I can't help but return the affection with equal fervor. As she pulls her shirt over her head, revealing her radiant beauty, my heart skips a beat. Our connection deepens with each touch, as I place my hand on her soft, tender skin, feeling the electricity that courses between us.

Van places her hand on my waist, her touch sends shivers down my spine, and I can sense the passion building within us.

As she moves down to my neck, her breath caresses my skin, igniting a delightful shiver down my spine. I find myself softly whimpering at the exquisite sensation of her tender kisses, occasionally accompanied by gentle suction, leaving sweet, lingering marks on my neck.

With a longing desire, I sit up slightly, and she gracefully removes my shirt, her eyes locked with mine, and I give her an approving nod. As she gazes at my bra, her touch feels like an intimate dance, sending waves of anticipation through me. Her arms wrap around me, expertly undoing my bra, allowing it to fall away with a soft sigh.

The moment she presses our bodies together, I feel a rush of warmth and desire enveloping me. Her hands tenderly explore my breasts, and her lips meet mine in a passionate kiss, causing me to moan softly, only fueling her passion further. With each passing moment, her touch becomes more intense, and the raw intensity of our connection deepens, unveiling the unspoken desire that has been building between us.

As her soft lips press tenderly against my skin, she moves with a deliberate slowness, savoring every moment. Pausing at my skirt, she gazes up at me, seeking permission. "May I?" she asks, her eyes filled with a mix of desire and respect. "Please," I respond, my voice barely above a whisper, giving her the consent she seeks.

Her hand glides gently up my skirt, sending shivers of anticipation through me. With a teasing touch, she caresses my clit through the fabric of my underwear, evoking a soft whimper from my lips. My body reacts to her touch, betraying my arousal and longing for more.

Taking her time, she slowly moves my underwear to the side, her fingers exploring the intimate space between my thighs. Each touch feels like a delicate dance, building the tension and anticipation with every stroke. Her lips trail down to my inner thighs, leaving a trail of feathery kisses that only heightens the ache within me.

When her tongue finally meets my clit, a jolt of pleasure shoots through me, and I moan into my hand which had shot up to my mouth, attempting to contain the ecstasy she evokes. Her skillful movements bring waves of delight, and I find myself losing control, surrendering to the sensations that engulf my body.

As the pleasure intensifies, I'm unable to contain myself. "Faster," I squeal, my voice laced with a mix of desperation and desire. She responds to my plea, picking up the pace, sending me spiraling into a whirlwind of pleasure that consumes my senses entirely.

The room becomes an intimate sanctuary, the only sounds that of our heavy breathing and the soft moans escaping my lips.

The bedroom door swings open, Natalie stands there, staring in shock. She points to the door. "Do you uh- want me to leave?"

Van and I exchange a meaningful glance before approaching Nat, who seems a bit taken aback and avoids staring at our bare forms.

"You can join us if you'd like, Natalie," I offer, hoping to ease her confusion.

With a slow nod, Nat finally accepts, and I draw her closer by wrapping my arms around her neck. Our lips meet in a gentle kiss. Meanwhile, Van stands behind Nat, carefully tugging at the edge of her shirt. I pause the kiss, allowing Van to help her remove it.

After Van swiftly removes Nat's red bra, I find myself gazing down at her cleavage.

With a confident yet gentle touch, I guide Nat over to the bed, laying her down as I carefully unbutton her jeans and slide them off along with her underwear. Straddling her thighs, I lean down to share an intimate kiss, while Van sits beside us, adding to the electric atmosphere.

As I break away from the tender kiss with Nat, my attention turns to Van, and our lips meet in a passionate embrace. My other hand ventures down Nat's body, exploring with a delicate touch until I find her clit. With slow and sensual circles, I ignite a soft moan of pleasure from her, adding to the intensity of the moment.

As the passion intensifies, Van's hand ventures down my body, and she skillfully slides a finger into my entrance while keeping our lips locked in a heated kiss. Moments later, I break away from the kiss with Van and turn my attention back to Nat, whose lips meet mine once more as I continue to caress and pleasure her with every touch. The sensation of desire and connection fills the air, making the moment all the more electrifying.

With a heightened sense of pleasure, Van adds another finger inside me, causing an involuntary gasp of delight and a passionate bite on Nat's lip. The intimate connection deepens as Van's own moans hint at her touching herself, signaling her own desire to indulge in the sensual moment. The air is thick with desire, and the intensity of our shared experience reaches a tantalizing peak.

As Van picks up the pace, her skilled fingers work wonders, pressing against my clit, sending waves of pleasure that intensify the experience. Nat succumbs to the electrifying sensations, reaching her climax on my fingers even before I have the chance to tease her entrance.

I capture her lips in a tender kiss, playfully teasing her with a whisper, "You're easy," to which she responds with a playful "shut up," leaning in for another passionate kiss.

As Nat steadies her breathing, Van maintains her rhythm, thrusting with expert precision until I reach an intense climax, releasing my pleasure onto her hands and Nat's thighs. It's a moment of shared ecstasy as Van also experiences her own gratifying release shortly after.

With our bodies intertwined in the aftermath, I find solace on Nat's chest while Van lies beside us, sharing the warmth of the intimate encounter. Breaking the silence, I suggest with a hint of enthusiasm, "We should definitely do that again." and to my delight, both Nat and Van respond in unison, "Yeah,"

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