Jacob
As I laid her on the cold floor, a soft gasp escaped her beautiful lips. She looked incredibly alluring beneath me, her curves tantalizing and tempting. She awakened the primal instincts within me, without even trying to. I just wanted to bite her all over and leave my marks on her that'd take days to fade.
Hovering over her, I couldn't help but look at her with awe.
She was exceptional in every way. She had her own magic— Her eyes, lips, curves, the scent of her hair, the radiance of her skin, even her gait and the way she spoke were all imbued with a unique charm.
How could someone be so perfect? Everything about her felt like heaven. She was breathtaking. Absolutely fucking gorgeous.
"You are so fucking beautiful, Evelyn," I murmured, kissing her knees and thighs. My hands caressed her bare skin, which felt as smooth as a flower. Her scent was intoxicating, and her gaze ignited a fire within me. It was a fire that could consume both of us, and I doubted either of us would mind.
Her graceful curves fit perfectly in my hands, as if she had always been meant to be mine. Having her beneath me, especially with that look in her eyes, could make me climax just from the sight of her, without any need for physical contact. She wouldn't even have to touch me because I was already far too doomed.
The anticipation was excruciating, with her so close yet just out of reach. I just wanted to fuck her right now, so hard, but I also wanted to worship her, to adore the divine form that seemed to have descended from the heavens into my arms.
I kissed down her inner thighs. She was already dripping wet. Unable to hold back, I gently held her milky thighs and kissed her pussy.
A soft sound of pleasure escaped her lips, and her back arched. She held onto my hair with her hands, her fingers gently brushing against my scalp, sending shivers down my spine, sparks under my skin and fireworks in my veins.
Damn! She tasted heavenly.
"I could do this forever," I whispered, nuzzling her inner thighs before before I plunged my tongue into her tight entrance
"Jacob," she moaned, holding my hair tighter as her back arched, granting me better access.
Fuck! She already tasted too good and top of that having her beneath me like this...all of it felt too good. Her very essence seemed to tempt me beyond my self-control. Like a sin.
But I was already a sinner and if this was the final stroke for me to be thrown into hell, I'd gladly step into it.
She was perfect, even down here. Everything about her was beyond perfection. I had been with too many women before that I couldn't even count now, but she was exceptional, one in a million and I would give up everything I had, my entire life, everything I have achieved, just to be with her like this, here on this spot, again and again.
Who would choose anything else when heaven was right here? Even the devil would trade places to experience such bliss.
I ate her. Sucking and kissing her pussy and everytime I found that special spot, her hips responded, rewarding me with another beautiful sound. She felt incredible against my lips and tasted sweet on my tongue. There was something about her that made me never want to stop.
Hell, I was undeniably in love with her. Doomed.
"I wonder how many times I can make you come," I murmured against her folds. I could already tell she was close, the way her walls had clenched around my tongue last time, it was evident, a few more seconds are what it'd take to make her come all apart, "And how much this sexy body of yours can take, Evelyn."
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