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Del 7: The Challenge
| She pulled away, her eyes gleaming with a mix of mischief and command. ”I have a challenge for you,” she said, her voice a low purr. ”I want us to enjoy each other. Truly enjoy each other.” I raised an eyebrow, a smile playing at the corners of my mouth. ”And how do you propose we do that?” I asked, my voice steady despite the flutter in my stomach. She grinned, a wicked curve of her lips. ”Sixty-nine,” she said simply. ”I want us to lose ourselves in each other, completely.” I felt a flush creep up my cheeks, but I didn't look away. We settled into position, our bodies fitting together like two pieces of a puzzle. Her hands roamed over my body, teasing and tantalizing, while my own hands explored her, learning the curves and valleys of her skin. The man watched, his eyes dark with frustration and desire. I could see the tension in his body, the way his hands clenched and unclenched at his sides. But he didn't look away, his gaze locked on us, a silent participant in our dance of pleasure and power. Her tongue teased and probed, sending waves of sensation coursing through my body. I responded in kind, my own tongue exploring her, tasting her, drawing out her moans. The room filled with the sounds of our pleasure, a symphony of gasps and whimpers. And then, suddenly, she tensed, her body arching against mine. I felt the rush of her release, the hot gush of her orgasm against my tongue. I drank it in, my own body responding, my hips bucking against her face as I came undone, my own orgasm tearing through me, leaving me gasping and shaking. She pulled away, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She looked at me, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction and something else, something darker. ”Now,” she said, her voice a low command. ”Unbutton his pants. Let his cock out in the open.” I looked at the man in the chair, his eyes dark with frustration and desire. I could see the tension in his body, the way his hands clenched and unclenched at his sides. I stood, my body still shaking with the aftershocks of my orgasm, and walked over to him. My hands trembled as I reached for his belt, my fingers fumbling with the buckle. But I didn't look away, my eyes locked on his, a silent promise of what was to come. |
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