𝐹𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑋𝑜𝑛𝑒

𝑋𝐼

Joey opened the door, stepping aside to let us through. Janet raised her hand, signaling for me to walk in first. As soon as I stepped into the dark room, I felt her presence press against my back, her body practically glued to mine. The lack of space between us was intoxicating, leaving me breathless, but I craved it. I wanted her that close, closer if possible.

There was no time for the light switch. My breaths quickened as her lips found my neck, applying soft, wet kisses in all the right places, targeting the spots she knew would make me melt. Each kiss sent shivers through me, weakening me instantly. My body leaned into the wall for support, our fingers tangled together like they always did in these moments.

Her breath was hot against my skin, and my mind swirled in the darkness, the only thing grounding me was the feel of her lips and the way her hands held me like I belonged to her.

Just down the hall, a door loomed at the end, and Janet gripped my hand, pulling me with a quiet urgency. We slipped inside, the dim room illuminated by soft moonlight filtering through the balcony window. A large bed stood in the center, facing the view, but I didn't have time to take in the surroundings. My focus was entirely on her.

Without hesitation, she tugged at her clothes, quickly undressing like it was a race against time. Her movements were swift, almost frantic, and I followed suit, stripping off my own clothes just as fast. The tension between us was electric, charged with unspoken desire. We didn't speak, didn't need to, her eyes said everything, and so did the way she moved.

Before I could catch my breath, we were on the bed, our bodies finding each other in the rush, the world outside forgotten.

Janet was beyond exciting, she was breathtaking, almost unreal. It felt like I was dreaming, like the moment was too perfect to be happening. But every touch, every sensation she ignited within me made it undeniable, made it real. Her fingers explored me with a mix of urgency and precision, knowing exactly where to go and how to make me unravel.

It wasn't just the physical connection; it was the way she looked at me, the intensity in her eyes as if she could see straight into my soul. Every kiss, every caress sent waves of pleasure coursing through me, and I couldn't help but surrender to the moment. It was intoxicating, the way she moved, the way she took control, leaving me completely at her mercy.

It was as though time itself had stopped, and all that mattered was her and the way she made me feel. Like I was alive in a way I hadn't been before, and I didn't want it to end. She leaned over me, pulling away with one last lingering kiss that left my lips tingling. Her eyes, those deep brown orbs, gazed at me with an intensity that made my heart swell. For a moment, I felt like I was seeing something more behind them, something resembling love. I had to stop myself from believing it, telling myself it was just wishful thinking, afraid of being delusional.

When she finally left the bed, it felt as though all the warmth had gone with her. I lay there, still trying to catch my breath, my body alive with the memory of her touch. The mattress slowly rose as if trying to erase the imprint of her presence, but I couldn't shake the sensation of her on me, around me. The quiet of the room was almost deafening, save for the soft rustle of her movements in the background.

I let my gaze drift to her, watching as she moved with grace, her caramel skin glowing in the dim light. Her curves were mesmerizing, and my eyes followed the lines of her body in awe. The tattoo at the small of her back caught my attention, a striking design that sat right above her voluptuous hips. I licked my lips, still hungry for her, admiring every detail as if seeing her for the first time.

I watched her pull out a surprise, a big surprise. Excitement tingled below my navel, deep inside my core. Janet returned to the bed with her strap. She returned to the bed with a slow, deliberate crawl, her gaze dark with hunger. I felt the anticipation building as she made her way over me, each movement drawing out my yearning for her. She positioned herself between my thighs, and the gentle graze of her warmth against me sent waves of heat through my entire body. Her presence was overwhelming, her cozy body heat wrapping around me like a blanket as she pressed herself down, her chest flush against my stomach.