The Potter girl

Chapter six

He led her inside, their footsteps muffled by the plush carpet. The apartment was dimly lit, the only light coming from a small table lamp in the corner. It created an intimate atmosphere, setting the perfect mood for what was about to happen. He turned to face her, his eyes burning with desire, and she could feel herself growing wet at the sight of him.

Without another word, he reached up to unbutton her blouse, revealing her lacy black bra. His touch sent shockwaves through her body, and she arched her back, wanting more. He slowly peeled her blouse off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor, and she stood before him in nothing but her bra and her skirt. His gaze raked over her body, taking in every inch of her, and she felt her breath hitch in her throat.

He moved to stand behind her, his hands deftly unhooking her bra. When it fell away, she felt the cool air on her nipples, hard and aching for his touch. His hot breath fanned across her skin, sending shivers down her spine. He leaned in, kissing her shoulder blade before trailing his lips lower, sucking on her skin. She moaned, her head falling back against his chest, her body arching into his.

With a gentle push, he urged her to kneel on the carpet, and she did so without hesitation, her heart racing with anticipation. He knelt in front of her, his gaze holding hers as he lowered his pants, revealing his erection. It was thick and hard, the tip glistening with anticipation. She reached out, her hand shaking as she wrapped her fingers around him, stroking him slowly, feeling the heat and the strength of him in her hand.

He groaned, his head falling back against the couch. She looked up at him, their eyes meeting in the dim light. His hair was disheveled, his face flushed with desire. "That's it," he whispered, his voice rough. "Touch me like that and I won't last long."She smiled, feeling the power she had over him. With a slow, deliberate movement, she lowered herself onto his lap, their bodies pressing together. He gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her skin as he thrust upward, seeking deeper contact. She arched her back, her breasts brushing against his chest. His other hand moved up to cup her breast, his thumb teasing her nipple. She moaned, her head falling back against his shoulder.

He pushed her skirt up her hips, revealing her black lace underwear. His fingers dipped beneath the fabric, caressing her skin. She felt his touch as it moved lower, teasing her, driving her wild. He slid a finger inside her, and she cried out, her body tensing at the feel of him. He began to move his finger in and out, setting a rhythm that matched the thrusting of his hips. She tightened around him, her muscles gripping him, drawing him deeper.

He reached down to undo his pants, freeing his erection. She took hold of it, guiding it to her opening. He groaned as she took him inside her, their bodies finally joined. She moved with him, their hips meeting in a frenzied dance. She wrapped her legs around his waist, feeling the heat of his skin against her, the strength of his arms holding her. He lowered his head, kissing her neck, sucking on her skin as they moved together.

Her nails dug into his shoulders, urging him on, and he responded with a growl, thrusting deeper. She arched her back, pressing closer, their bodies sliding against each other in a wet, hungry rhythm. His hands moved up to cup her breasts, squeezing them, teasing her nipples until they were hard and aching. She cried out, her head thrown back, her eyes closed as pleasure washed over her in waves.