THE MISTRESS ✔️ (COMPLETED)

30~ Dilemma (Mature)

Monica opened her mouth and took Eshaan's lower-lip. Eshaan held her upper-lip in between his and they began smooching. Slow. As they kissed leisurely, Monica held his face with her palm and his arm with the other. She moved her leg and placed it over his. Eshaan groaned as she rubbed her feet against his leg. With their lips locked in a passionate kiss Eshaan propped up on his elbow and shifted. Monica leaned back. She held his face with both her hands and continued to kiss him.

Eshaan climbed over her as she lay on the bed. Monica parted her legs and raised them. She rested her feet firmly on the bed.

Eshaan shifted in between her legs. They broke the kiss and breathlessly looked at each other. Eshaan smiled and Monica smiled a little. She moved her hands and wrapped her arms around his neck. Eshaan admired her for a moment before leaning closer. They began kissing again.

As they kissed, Eshaan moved his hand and began unbuttoning the shirt. Monica clenched his biceps tighter and moved her tongue into his mouth. Eshaan doesn't protest. He unbuttoned the shirt and pushed it aside. He groaned feeling her soft body pressed against him. Monica wrapped her arms around his waist. She stopped kissing him and threw her head back. She parted her lips and gasped softly as Eshaan began kissing her throat. She gasped louder as he bit the soft skin of her neck. She pressed her cheeks against his head and wrapped her arms around his back.

Eshaan kissed her shoulders and moved down. Monica held his back tightly, her nails pinched his skin. It pained him slightly but also aroused him further.

Monica moaned and scratched his lower-back as he began sucking on her breast, his palm cupping the other. She moved her palms inside her boxers and squeezed his butt as he continued to suck and lick her breasts.

'Eshaan...' She moaned tugging the waistline of his boxers. Eshaan nodded. He moved his face from her breasts and swiftly moved his boxers. He dropped it at the edge of the bed and looked at her. Monica stared back with a small smile. She looked down and then at him.

'I see,' – She shifted sitting up, - 'You are aroused.' She moved her hand. Eshaan groaned as she ran her palm at the length of his hardened manhood. She stared boldly into his eyes and removed the shirt. She dropped it on the floor.

Staring into his eyes she shifted and lowered her head. Eshaan closed his eyes and parted his lips as he felt her mouth over his intimate part. He groaned fisting the bedsheet as she continued to pleasure him. After some time, she left him and began kissing his abdomen, abs and moved up. He shivered as she licked his chest and twirled her tongue around his nipple.

'Monica.' He moaned and shivered with pleasure.

'Yes.' She breathed and moved up. She held his face, stared into his eyes and then leaned and began kissing him. Eshaan held her waist and reciprocated to the kiss. As they kissed, Eshaan moved his hand and cupped her butt. He squeezed it and she moaned. He caressed gently it before smacking her. She moaned into the kiss and pressed her body against his.

'Monica, you are driving me crazy.' He whispered against her lips.

'So are you.' She whispered back, and they began kissing again.

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Eshaan felt excited as he wore a condom. Monica was so unpredictable and exciting. She doesn't shy trying different things. He watched her turn around. She kneeled and bent resting her palms on the bed and then, turned her head. She looked seductively at Eshaan and flipped her hair to one side. Eshaan gulped and slid towards her. Monica turned to look front. She felt his aroused manhood poking her from behind and she closed her eyes.