"My love, you're not just a princess, you're my queen, and I vow to make the entire universe bend to your will, to surrender at your feet, and to worship you as the sovereign of my heart."
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His lips grazed my neck, a gentle whisper of passion, and then, with a slow, sweet intensity, he reached my breast, his mouth claiming me, his tongue dancing, exploring, and teasing, until I was lost in the sensation, my senses consumed by the pleasure of his touch.
A soft, sultry sigh escaped my lips, "Aahh..." The sound whispered through the air, a gentle exhale of pleasure and longing, as if my very breath was a caress.
A mortifying moan betrays my desire, slipping past my lips despite my attempts to contain it. But his caress is too enticing, and I'm forced to yield to its seduction, my defenses crumbling as his touch ignites a fire within me, leaving me wak and wanting more.
As his hand brushed against my stomach, I felt a flutter in my chest. His fingers were tracing a path towards the edge of my panty, sending shivers down my spine. The heat in my body was building, and I could feel my senses come alive with every gentle caress.
His fingers slipped inside my panty, exploring the warmth within, while his mouth claimed my breast, his lips teasing my nipple with tender caresses. The dual sensation sent shivers down my spine, the pleasure was unbearable, my body melting into his embrace.
His fingers started to rub my clit slowly and my breathing became faster. In the room, there was only the sound of my and his breathing.
“Ahhh... Ummm..” His touch elicited a soft moan from me, a gentle whisper of pleasure.
"Your skin is tantalizingly soft, my darling... it's a gentle caress that beckons me to explore every inch of you." He said in a deep husky voice.
The sound of his low, raspy voice sent a thrill through my body, like a gentle tremor that awakened a deep longing within me.
In an instant, he gently slid his finger inside me, and I cried out in pain.
Slowly, he moved his finger in and out, and I realized that he hadn't inserted it fully. his touch teasing and cautious, as if testing my boundaries.
“Ahhh.... ahhhhh.... Ya.. yashhh...” A sudden, intense moan escaped my lips, its raw, primal quality shocking me - I had never heard myself make a sound like that before, it was as if my body was expressing something deep within me.
In a low, sultry tone, he murmured “yess baby...”, his eyes locked on mine, their piercing gaze holding me captive. His lips teased mine, barely touching, yet sending sparks flying through my entire being.
With a pained gasp, I pleaded, “I...It.. ahh hu...hurts.. p..pl.. plea.. please.. please sss... Sto.. stoppp.... Ahhhh” My voice was a mere whisper, a fragile thread of sound that trembled with each word, as if the pain itself was choking the air from my lungs.
