𝘖𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘙𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 [𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗣𝗟𝗘𝗧𝗘𝗗 ]
𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐄𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠.
"Please," I whisper. His touch becomes rougher, and my moans turn more wanton. He makes me unable to recognize myself as he pushes me over the edge.
"Arush" I moan...
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(Part-1)
Arush's POV :
As soon as we reached home I resolved to complete the task given to me.
" Are you ready?" I murmur, she nods, leaning in. My lips brush against hers, and I smile.
I move one hand up and cup the back of her neck, my lips finding hers.
This kiss isn't as urgent as usual, but somehow, it turns me on even more.
The way her breath hitches, the way she gently rotates her hips in my lap as she opens up her hot little mouth for me.
Sara is an addiction in the making, and I haven't even fucked her yet.
She moans when her hands brush over the lapels of my suit jacket and I smile as I pull my lips off hers for a moment.
"Take it off," I murmur.
She does as I ask and lets my jacket fall to the floor before immediately unbuttoning my shirt, her gaze as heated as I'm sure mine is. I love that she doesn't play games with me.
Her desire is written all over her face, and she's owning up to it. Finally. She's been holding back lately, and I thought I'd go crazy.
She inhales sharply when my shirt falls open, and I smirk at her as I lean in for another kiss, my touch rougher now. I force her lips open, stealing away every single moan, every pant.
My hands wrap around the hem of the blouse she's wearing, and I pull it off impatiently, taking my lips off hers just long enough for her to lift her arms.
"Fuck," I groan when I see the bra she's wearing. Black lace and sexy straps that make it impossible to look away.
"You'll be the death of me," I whisper as I reach around her to undo it.
My cock starts to throb when it falls away, exposing her perfect tear drop tits, her nipples already hard for me. I wrap my hands around her waist and pull her up onto her knees, so I've got her tits right in my face, where they belong.
My lips wrap around her nipple, and she moans my name, driving me insane. I could come just like that, from the mere sound of her. Her hands wrap into my hair, and I look up, my eyes on hers as I flick my tongue, teasing her.
" Arush" she whispers, her gaze dark with desire.
I smirk as I continue to torment my wife, my hands slowly moving down from her waist, until they disappear under her skirt.
Her breathing is irregular as I push her wet panties aside, my thumb brushing over her pussy. Her eyes fall closed for a moment as her hips buck.
"Oh god,"
she whispers. It's unreal, having her in front of me like this, her upper body bare and her skirt wrapped around her waist.
Sara reaches for my pants and undoes them impatiently, her fingers somewhat clumsy. I chuckle as I lift my hips and push my suit pants and boxers out of the way, lost in the moment with her.
