SOREN BIANCHI
WARNING CONTAINS MATURE SCENES!!!
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Hearing her beg for me was absolute music to my ears. Her cries of pleasure had me straining against my pants.
She looked extremely breathtaking in the position I had her in. Her eyes were filled with lust. Her arousal dripped against her thighs, messing my belt and sheets beneath her.
I wanted to make her feel good. I needed to make her feel good. Show her how she made me feel every day I got to see her beautiful face.
"F-fuck m-me," she moaned out to me. I watched as she squirmed against the mattress.
"Was my princess jealous today?" I asked, running my hands over the delicious curves of her body. I loved the reaction my touch had on her.
"No," she scoffed.
I cupped her dripping core, my other hand instantly moved to wrap around her throat.
"No?" I challenged her, I knew she was lying. Her eyes grew wide as I rubbed torturous circles on her throbbing clit.
I teased her ever so slightly, dipping just the tip of my finger into her warm and wet hole. A gasp left her lips. I watched as she tried to roll her hips against my palm. But I moved my hand away much to my dismay.
"Soren." She whined.
"Yes, Amore?" I smirked at her.
"Please,"
"Be a good girl and tell me, were you jealous, Amore?"
"Yes for fuck sake obvi-,"
I cut her off by sliding my finger into her hole. She was always so tight but so, so wet for- me. The effect I had on her was astonishing, but nothing in comparison to how I felt around her.
She was warm against my finger, her body shuddered as I thrust inside her. I curled my finger against her walls, using my thumb to circle her clit.
She began to pant as the pace of my finger increased. I felt her tightening around my knuckle.
I wasted no time in diving my head between her succulent thighs, kissing and biting at the fat. Her skin was soft, smooth and everything I needed pressed against my body.
I trailed kisses up her thighs, enjoying her sighs of contentment. Her thighs were warm in my hands as I delved into her sweet slit.
I latched my mouth over her throbbing pussy. She was beyond delicious. She was addictive beyond intoxicating.
Her arousal flowed on my tongue as I flattened it against her warmth. She let out a scream when I thrust my tongue into her. My hands gripped her thighs hard, leaving handprints on her silky smooth skin.
"You have no idea what you do to me, Amore," I mumbled, as I kissed and nibbled at her slit with fervour.
She hissed in satisfaction as my teeth crazed against her sensitive bud. Her body began to grow stiff, an indication that she was at her end.
She wriggled against the bed trying to release herself from my tie. I chuckled as she moaned breathlessly. I could tell by the lust in her eyes that she loved being at my mercy.
Every day I was at her mercy, tonight she was at mine.
"I'm yours, Amore," I admitted as I lapped at her arousal. I moved hands beneath her hips, grabbing her ass by the handful and squeezing hard as I revelled in her essence.
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Soren Bianchi [+18]
Romance"Soren, P-Please," I begged, my hand clasping around his wrist, desperate for him to thrust his finger inside me. "I love it when you beg, Amore. But we're running late." He stopped, and I definitely wanted to strangle him for making me frustrated...