Warning mature 18+ scenes ahead (contains g!p)
Freen's POV
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We were lost in each other as our lips met, the kiss deepening as our tongues danced in a passionate embrace. She slowly trailed her kisses to my neck, her warm breath sending shivers down my spine. Her hands roamed my body, exploring every inch with a tender, yet electrifying touch.
She pulled away, and we panted for breath after the intense kiss, our eyes locking with a knowing look—pure, unfiltered lust. I sat up and shifted, positioning myself on top of her. Leaning in, I captured her lips once more, savoring each moment they met, each kiss a lingering promise of more.
"I can't get enough of her lips; it feels like she's melting into mine," I thought, lost in the intoxicating sensation of our kisses.
"Mmphh, Freen, wait—mmpphh~" Becky tried to speak, but her words were cut off by my insistent lips.
She held my shoulder to stop me, her face flushed and her breath coming in quick, shallow gasps. Her chest heaved as she tried to steady herself. "Hm? What is it?" I asked, my voice soft but filled with concern.
She looked at me, then quickly glanced away, her voice barely a whisper as she muttered, "Freen, I-"
"Hm?" I murmured, leaning in closer to hear her better, my breath mingling with hers as our faces were just inches apart.
"I- You can go rough with me...," she whispered, her cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and longing as she met my gaze.
"H-huh?"
She fell silent and looked away, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. My eyes narrowed at her, feeling a rush of heat to my face. "I—"
She then cupped my face and pouted, her gaze pleading as she whispered, "I want you to do it."
"B-but, will you be okay?" I asked concern etched on my face.
She nodded slightly, her expression earnest. "I will tell you if I feel uncomfortable, okay?"
I looked around, confirming that the beach was deserted. Exhaling softly, I gently held her face in my hands. "Then, I'll begin," I murmured, a mixture of anticipation and tenderness in my voice.
I pinned both of her hands above her head, straddling her body to create a tantalizing friction between us. Leaning in, I kissed her deeply and passionately, asserting dominance in every touch of our lips. Each kiss was met with a soft moan escaping from Becky's lips, heightening the intensity between us.
I moved down to her neck, alternating between gentle kisses and fervent sucking, leaving marks that branded her as mine. Pulling back slightly, I looked into her eyes, my fingers deftly undoing her bra with a flick of the wrist, exposing her bare breasts.
"F-freen, wait," she gasped, her voice filled with a mix of anticipation and hesitation.
I didn't hesitate; without wasting a moment, I took her right nipple into my mouth, sucking gently while teasing her left nipple with my fingers. I licked and sucked with increasing intensity, eliciting moans of pleasure from her as she squirmed beneath me.
"Aahhn, Freen, aaahhn~" she moaned, her voice a melody of pleasure as I savored her breasts.
I pulled back slightly, a mischievous glint in my eyes as I looked at her. She was panting, her desire evident. "You think you're going to come from this?" I teased. "I'm not going to let you just yet."
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From Hunter to Guardian: Protect the CEO Freenbecky g!p
FanfictionFreen, a hired-assassin under the name of Phonoi, received an encrypted message: Becky Armstrong CEO of Celestia Jewels $1M Freen clenched her Beretta, her eyes fixated on the long brown-haired girl in the picture. Story contains mature scenes and g...