Chapter 167: Mine. 1
Ethan
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This is part of the privileges I have for being the man of her life, to be able to touch her, feel her, make her
mine.
My hands can go where they want, up her belly, land on her breasts and squeeze them while my tongue
continues to taste her c******S.
Her hips move, I leave my tongue still letting her coordinate those movements.
I heard her moans and felt how she pressed my face against her center.
“Like this… I love it like this…”
She bit her lips, she looked at me and I saw desire.
We feel the same, both of us caught in that undeniable passion.
The moment she opened her mouth and began to breathe through it, I knew she was close to achieving
what I wanted.
I took her waist and anchored myself to her. I pressed her body against my mouth and my tongue trailed
and down only on her c******s, I focused only on it.
up
She moans more intensely, the sound coming from her mouth fills the hotel room like never before…
think it’s the first time I’ve heard her like this, that I’ve seen her so excited.
Clara puts her hands on mine, I felt how she squeezed me tightly.
“Do you like it?” I asked, stepping out of her center to get some air.
In that small second I brought two of my fingers to this game. First I smeared them with their liquids,
lubricated them with their same fluids, and then… then take them inside.
“Oh, God… Ethan… that’s… ah!”
I moved my fingers slightly, inside… outside… I did it at different times, first gently, so that she could get
ready, so that her body would know what was coming now.
My mouth sucked on her clitors again while my middle and ring fingers were stimulating her insides.
I knew she was going to come from the way my fingers felt those little movements, like spasms in the walls of her v****a.
It only took a couple more seconds before I felt her legs start to close, her hands trying to pull my head
out of her, but I wouldn’t let her.
Her gasps were delicious, they were exciting me even more.
“Wait… wait a little.”
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That to my ears, meant, “Don’t stop.
Her hands tried to pull my fingers out of her, but she couldn’t.
Out of nowhere, that surge of passion and desire appeared, like a wave, full of sensations, lust
“Oh, God… Ethan, my love… AH, Ah…”
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Making her come has something that feeds my thirst, that nourishes my essence as a man. Knowing that I’m the one who produces this in her makes me feel like I own her
“No, stop… please stop.”
I’ll never torture her again, except like this. Making her suffer like this, with pleasure.
Her body trembled, her legs unsteady. I let her breathe for a moment, then ran my thumb over her center just to feel it, but she reacted.
“No, please… no more…”
Her chest rose and fell, her legs were in spasms…
I tasted my lips, ran my hand through my beard, and wiped away the residue.
I stood up, saw her naked on the couch, and loved seeing her like that, in that state.
“Did you like it?”
She doesn’t open her eyes, doesn’t open her mouth… she just nods.
“There’s more to come, my love.”
She smiles slightly. And I, I start to take off my clothes.
“I want to do it,” she said in a soft whisper.
Clara sat down on the couch, watched me, and stood up. I let her do what she wanted, so I just stayed
there, at her beck and call.
In the middle of our kisses, my shirt was just about to come off my chest. She finished the job.
Her cold, delicate, soft hands… touched my chest, making my skin react to that small touch.
I just watched her; I liked what I saw. Her eyes were fixed on my skin, on every part of me.
She brought her face closer and began kissing my chest. Her hands traveled down my back; I felt her nails sliding across my skin.
“I love your scent,” she whispered. “When someone wore that same perfume, I thought of you so much.”
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