Sweet Flames✔️

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Clyde's eyes met mine with a fierceness that sent shivers down my spine. He took a step closer to me until our bodies were mere inches apart. The scent of his cologne mixed with the tantalizing aroma of his natural pheromones was intoxicating.

I could feel my senses heightening as his gaze intensified. His gaze dropped to my lips before tracing the line of my jaw and finally resting on my collarbone where my pulse wildly thumped against my skin. He reached for my waist with one hand while the other slipped behind my neck to pull me towards him. 

As our bodies collided, I felt the warmth radiating from his skin seep into mine. His hands roamed over my back as if trying to memorize every curve and dip of my body. I gasped for air.

"You don't feel me anymore?" He murmured seductively as his hands moved to my ass. The sound of my moan filled the air around us. He knew exactly how to push every button without saying a word. As his hands cupped my round ass cheeks beneath the thin fabric of my panties, I felt wild under his touch. His fingers traced the contours of my curves before squeezing gently yet firmly enough to make me moan again. His touch was skillful and confident but also tender at the same time. His hands were creating fireworks on my body that were sending sparks everywhere.

He made a familiar low sound and I shivered,  He licked his lips, his lips... full and pink and looked succulent. I couldn't help but feel the desire welling up inside me. His hands exploring my body and I was lost in the sensation. I knew he wanted me. I wanted him too.

Clyde grabbed my neck and his lips were soft yet demanding as they crashed against mine...His familiar soft lips were like heaven...

I missed this. I missed him.

As our lips moved in sync under his touch, I could barely contain my excitement anymore. I placed my hands around his neck drawing him in even closer. My pussy was dripping and I could feel his erection a little above my vagina as we kissed.

I was lost in his touch...His hands were caressing my body gently but firmly enough to make me moan softly. And then there was the heat, the electric heat flowing between us as if we were two magnets attracting each other. It was overwhelming. 

And I liked it. Very much...

As if on cue he pulled away slightly from me, I moaned again, the sound was low and throaty. I couldn't recognize my voice.

And then there was the feeling, the electrifying feeling of his hand slipping into my panties, Clyde touched my clitoris gently and I felt the heat, a familiar yet pleasurable sensation that made me want more.

I moaned yet again as he played with my clitoris. I could feel it as he rubbed his fingers against my clitoris, and I knew he was enjoying it as much as I was. My moans were growing louder...

And I knew I was close...so close to the edge...

I wanted him to fuck me so badly. Right then and there.

Before Brenda came back.

Brenda.

I summoned the strength to push Clyde away, creating a semblance of distance between us. My pussy was pulsating, and our ragged breaths filled the air as we stood there, locked in a tense standoff. His hand was clenched into a fist, shoved deep into his pocket, as if restraining himself from reaching out again. I could see the bulge of his cock against his jeans.

"What are we doing?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper, my eyes wide with a mix of longing and dismay.

"Soma..." he trailed off.