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Temptation Rising (🍋)

Roxanne and Savannah, dressed to impress, hit the club to shake off some boredom. Roxanne was the livelier of the two, constantly coaxing Savannah onto the dance floor. As the drinks flowed, so did the tension between them. When Roxanne bent over to retrieve her fallen lipstick, Savannah caught a glimpse of her panties. Savannah tried to brush it off, but the sight ignited a growing arousal within her.

Later, Roxanne playfully plopped herself onto Savannah's lap, peppering kisses along her collarbone and caressing her body. Savannah could take no more. She whisked Roxanne away to the nearest hotel, eager to be alone with her.

In the hotel room, the atmosphere was electric as Roxanne, in the throes of intense pleasure, straddled Savannah's face. Her body trembled and blushed, caught up in the heat of the moment as she explored her own body, her hands roaming over her breasts. Savannah, holding nothing back, gripped Roxanne's hips with a firm grasp, anchoring her in place as she expertly worked her tongue to amplify Roxanne.

"Oh my god, Sav..." Roxanne whimpered, her body quaking as Savannah's tongue found that sweet spot. She arched her back, her hands cupping her own breasts, her head thrown back in ecstasy. She looked down at Savannah, her eyes heavy-lidded, her lips parted

With Roxanne writhing above her, Savannah reveled in the intoxicating scent of her arousal. She held Roxanne's gaze, her amber eyes burning with desire, as she continued to lap at her clit with relentless fervor. The sounds of Roxanne's moans and panting filled the room, mingling with the rustle of fabric and the creak of the bed frame.

Roxanne's hips bucked erratically as she rode Savannah's face, her arousal coating Savannah's lips and chin. She tangled her fingers in Savannah's hair, holding her in place. "Don't stop, Sav, please! I'm so close..."

Her own arousal heightened by Roxanne's pleasured cries, Savannah intensified her efforts, her tongue delving deeper into Roxanne's slick folds. Her hands gripped Roxanne's thighs, steadying her as she relentlessly teased her clit. The taste of Roxanne's arousal drove Savannah wild, fueling her determination to bring Roxanne over the edge.

Roxanne's breath hitched as Savannah's skilled mouth pushed her closer to the brink. She tightened her grip on Savannah's hair, her knuckles turning white. Her words tumbled out in a breathless jumble. "Sav, it's... it's too much, I can't..."

Not wanting to let Roxanne slip away from the precipice, Savannah doubled her efforts, sucking firmly on Roxanne's clit while thrusting two fingers deep inside her. She curled them just right, hitting that sensitive spot within Roxanne's core that would send her crashing into orgasm. "Come for me, Roxy," Savannah commanded huskily, her voice muffled by Roxanne's flesh. "Let go and ride this wave with me."

Roxanne's back bowed dramatically as Savannah's fingers found that magical spot. Her entire body stiffened, and a guttural moan tore from her throat. She shattered above Savannah, her hips bucking uncontrollably as waves of intense pleasure washed over her.

As Roxanne's climax consumed her, Savannah maintained her oral assault, prolonging every second of her partner's ecstasy. Only when Roxanne's trembling subsided did Savannah release her hold, gazing up at her lover with satisfaction. She licked her lips, savoring the taste of Roxanne's essence. "That's my girl," Savannah purred, her voice low and seductive. "Now, why don't you return the favor?"

Still reeling from her powerful orgasm, Roxanne struggled to catch her breath. She managed a weak smile as she looked down at Savannah, her heart swelling with love and gratitude. She reached out to gently push Savannah onto her back, crawling up to kneel between her thighs. "With pleasure, my love,"

As Roxanne settled between her legs, Savannah spread them wider, granting her unrestricted access. Her breathing quickened, excitement building once more as Roxanne's warm breath ghosted over her sensitive skin. Savannah's hands roamed over Roxanne's back, nails lightly scraping against her spine as she awaited the first touch of Roxanne's mouth. "Take your time, baby," Savannah cooed, her voice tinged with desire. "I want to feel every inch of you exploring me."