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!! 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜: 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩 !!

It was dark in that hotel room, even with all the lights turned on. Her body was lying heavy on me, her head was nuzzled in my neck. Her warm breaths, resting against my bare skin every now and then, with the thought of her fingers rubbing against me, soaking in my juices, and sliding into me even, just thinking about her like that gave me wild knots in my stomach. I wanted her to fuck me senseless, I wanted her to finish her what she left undone.

There was silence, nothing but moving air and racing breaths. I looked at her, studying her from up her head and down her toes. She was blank, just as empty as she looked on the outside. I wanted her so bad, and thinking of her naked on top of me made me feel uneasy.

The war in my head, whether I should fulfill my desires of feeling her hands on me or I just walk over to the bed, fall asleep and brush it all away. I needed to do something. As I looked at her for a little longer, I knew what I wanted, her. Something about her pulled me closer like invisible strings, maybe it was her drowsy eyes and her pointless lazy smile, or maybe it was just my head going back to when we both drowned into each other, to that feeling she gave me, almost perfect before it was interrupted.

I pulled her face closer to mine by the neck, and crashed my lips upon hers. She stood still, her arms loose to her sides, she didn't kiss back. I did feel a bit of disappointment in me, but I wanted her way more than to let go this easily. I kissed harder, taking her lip into mine with a bit of speed, pulling her closer. Her lips were shaped in a smile for a brief moment, a smirk rather, before her hands were wrapped around my waist, and her lips finally moved.

Neither of us hesitated, not even for part of a moment, she quickly went down to my neck, abandoning my lips to finish what she started earlier. I could sense her teeth on my skin, tenderly letting the kisses turn to bites. Her lips drifted away, for a little bit, just so that she could undress me. My t-shirt was pulled off, then thrown carelessly to the floor, messing my hair on its way up. Hardly a moment later, she pulled down my leggings, and as they slowly slid down my legs, the formed a little puddle around my feet. Stepping out of it, they lied abandoned on the floor with my t-shirt.

Her pair of hands were directly on my skin, radiating their warmth against me, and awakening the shivers all over me. Her lips landed on mine again, at last, crashing like wild tide as one of her hands hid in my panties, rubbing her pattern of circles on me in a perfect speed. Subconsciously our bodies were moving in a bit of a rush towards the bed. The back of my knees hit the edge of the bed, and that was when I collapsed onto it, lying free for a moment. I crawled further into the bed, and found myself a comfortable position, awaiting for her.

I watched as she undressed herself, quickly as if she was afraid to waste a moment. Her clothes were gone the next moment, revealing a set of Calvin Klein underneath with the ink that adorned the cream colored skin of her chest. It was like a land I was about to discover, her tattoos, perfectly matching her nature, describing her pretty well.

She landed on top of me, her skin touching mine and her fingers lightly clenched on my jaw before her lips were on mine. The other hand stripped off what remained covering my body; undid my bra and let the straps run all the way down my arms until my breasts were exposed in front of her, then went down to my panties and slowly pushed them down my legs until I was naked like a newborn baby in front of her, with her lips on mine.

Then she let go of my lips, and traced her way down to my neck with a mushy train of kisses. That didn't last long, though. She didn't wait much, she went all the way down, grabbing my right breast and scattering kisses all over it before the nipple was gently taken into her lips. I couldn't help it when my every breath I let out became audible, the little moans and whimpers found their way out of me every time her lips were in contact with my skin.

I helped her take off her bra, and did what I could to push down her underwear, for I couldn't stand any clothes separating the two of us, I wanted it to be just her skin on me, softly.

She went in a straight line of kisses down my stomach, swift and hungry kisses. I could feely my heart beating faster between my legs when she got closer, and my breaths were rushing out in excitement. I was needy at the time, I couldn't hide it, didn't even want to.

She planted a couple of kisses on my inner thigh before she noticed how much I needed her on my center, and so in a sudden moment all I could feel was her lips meeting my clit, and the tip of her tongue running over it slowly. I moaned, pretty loudly that I couldn't remember the last time it was this loud and the moan that followed informed her that I needed more. She was licking like a greedy child with an ice-cream in hand, wild and quick paced.

My back was gathering an arch, slowly and then again I would collapse back onto the bed due to having no energy to keep me in that position. Whines were unsteady, loud as thunder then low and hushed. And slowly, my body was heating up. My fingers were running through her hair, and every now and then my grip would tighten, subconsciously.

Her tongue was gently teasing my clitoris, when two of her fingers were trusted inside me, slowly yet suddenly. I bursted out into a loud moan, one that effortlessly showed what a great job she was doing. My fingers clenched on her hair so strongly that my knuckles turned white, but she couldn't care less about it.

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Her head was buried in my neck, her lips seemed to be glued there while her fingers found shelter in my vagina in slow and tender thrusts. By that time it felt as if I were in the middle of raging flame, my body held incredible heat within. Yet still, the pleasure her fingers were proving, with the help of her lips, it was all so perfect.

"I'm close, Renee." I moaned, struggling to get the words out of me midst of all my racing breaths, yet she seemed to like it. When my voice was heard, I could only feel her finger shoving themselves in and out of me with speed.

The heat rose through my body, a zillion times more than it was, and my muscles were slowly tightening as I got closer to mu climax. My back was arching noticeably and my heart was beating like a drum in every part of my body, mostly between my legs, and it felt as if though every nerve was settled there. Moans were continuous and loud, filled with ecstasy, and my body was shaking and quivering, and that was when she pulled her fingers out of me.

She brought her fingers up to her mouth, wet and coated with juices, and welcomed them into her mouth, enjoying the taste for a bit. I struggled to catch a breath, and it felt as though breathing was too hard to be done, yet it all felt so euphoric, so beautiful like never before.

She kissed me, slowly, and it didn't feel like the wild kisses before she fucked me, more like the first kiss back at Jerrica's house, so soft and calm and heartfelt. And when her lips departed mine, she settled her gaze, her dim gray eyes, on mine, with a tiny lazy smile. Her elbow held her up on top of me, while the fingers of her other hand were running through my hair so softly that I could hardly feel it.

"What a beautiful ray of sunshine are you," she broke the silence, her voice so tired and hushed that it felt like angels singing. "I love you, hell I love you so much."

And with that, she felt onto the other side of the bed, and probably blacked out because she was fast asleep right away.

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