When we finally pulled apart after a long kiss, both of us breathless, I kept her close our foreheads resting together, the silence between us thick with meaning.
Her hand reached up, fingers lightly grazing my cheeks as her eyes searched mine. "Are you really okay with this?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly. "I mean with me? I'm not some young girl you all men like. I've lived a life… I've made mistakes."
"Shushhh...!Just shut it, I want you, Mirella," I said, pulling her closer. "Don't doubt yourself you are strong and beautiful you've been through a lot so stand proud. That's the kind of woman I want by my side."
"Mhmm...hmm...!"
Her breath caught as our lips met again. At first hesitant, her kiss soon deepened, hunger growing between us like a flame igniting dry leaves.
Our mouths met again, this time slower, deeper. Her hands tangled in my hair, pulling me closer. The warmth between us grew, not just from the fire but from the friction of bodies drawn together by longing too long restrained. Each kiss deeper than before.
I trailed kisses along her neck, feeling the shiver in her spine. Her fingers fumbled with my tunic, and mine explored the exposed skin beneath her loosened armor calloused, strong, yet tender in ways only I would ever see again.
When I lifted her into my arms, she didn't resist. Our lips barely parted as we moved, her breath mingling with mine, her legs wrapping around me. She murmured my name like a spell, something sacred and binding.
"Do it Adrian, I want you..."
The hallway stretched before us like a promise yet fulfilled. Every step was heavy with hunger, every heartbeat loud enough to drown the world. We didn't rush. There was no need.
We didn't make it to the bedroom immediately. The living room the place that once held quiet pain became the setting of something new, something raw and real. Her armor was unbuckled, cloth slipped from skin, and beneath the dim light of the hearth, I saw it her delicious curves.
Without waiting I wanted to explore her body, her hands on my chest gliding on my abdomen feeling the sensations. I could feel that she's feeling happy right now.
My hands roamed slowly, savoring the feel of her. From her waist, I traced the curve of her sides, memorizing the warmth and strength of her body. My hand raised slowly upwards, moving from her waist to her chest cupping her big breast, full and soft beneath my palm, even though it was too big for my single hand.
My other hand found its way slipping lower, sliding over the curve of her hips and grasping the generous fullness of her butt cheeks. She moaned against my lips, the sound half-breath, half-desire, her body pressing tighter against mine as though trying to close the last bit of distance between us.
"Mhhmm...hmmaa...ahmmm"
Every movement was a conversation, every reaction a reply. I kissed her like she was oxygen and I'd been drowning. Her body writhed beneath my hands, her breath catching, surrendering piece by piece to the fire we'd lit between us.
She let out a breathless sound, her restraint finally breaking. In one fluid motion, she leapt up, wrapping her legs around my waist, locking us together. Her arms clung tightly to me, and I held her just as fiercely, the kiss between us breaking only as I carried her to the bedroom.
With one hand, I pushed open the door, then closed it behind us, the soft click sealing us into a new world one made only for the two of us.
I threw her on the bed before the hunger took over again. Her body opened to me like a flower drawn to firelight, and I moved lower, worshipping her now wet leaking pussy with gentle teasing kisses from my lips, and the rough caressing of my tongue.
"Yesshh...right there, don't stop...mhmm"
She moaned, a soft symphony of pleasure echoing in the dim room, her hands threading through my hair as I took her higher, wave after wave, until she cried out, with an orgasm she'd never felt releasing her juices as I gulped them down.
Breathless and glowing, she collapsed into the sheets beside me. I lay next to her, brushing damp strands of hair from her flushed cheeks.
"Now," I murmured with a half-smile, "it's your turn to please me. Make sure you put that slutty mouth to good use."
She turned toward me, eyes glittering with mischief and affection clearly satisfied with the orgasm I gave her. Sliding lower, her expression shifted to surprise, then curiosity as her fingers wrapped gently around my lengthy cock. She teased it, and compared it by sticking it besides her face.
"You got some huge monster packing down here" she grinned, and stroked my veiny dick slowly with a reverence that sent shivers through my spine.
Every motion, every stroke by her was slow, almost ceremonial. Her movements built like a song, soft and rhythmic, as if tasting and learning me all at once.
Time stretched, but seeing that I haven't cum yet she opened her plump cherry lips and blew over the tip of my cock. Looking at her with slight dissatisfaction for teasing me made her chuckle. Then with a large mouthful she swallowed most of my length making me moan in pleasure.
She choked a bit at first but started moving instantly after seeing me lost in the pleasure of her warm mouth and sticky saliva. This went on for quite some time as she bobed her head over my dick. Blowing me, trying to take my cock deeper as the time went on.
When the moment finally overtook me, I reached out, anchoring my fingers in her hair, pushiing my cock deeper in her warmth mouth, her eyes widened as I forced my way in while a moan filled with ecstasy left my mouth.
"Just take it all in...mhmm. Yess that feels soo good. Damn it."
And then with a shudder of my body I released a huge load of ropes of my thick cum in her mouth still pressing her over my cock making her full with my released. She had no choice but to swallow my load, not that she minded it as I saw her gulping it down her throat so as not to waste a single drop of my fertile seeds.
When it finally ended, I released her head but she still kept going at it cleaning my cock of any possible remaining cum still with her mouth full. After sucking a bit more she raised her head and opened her mouth facing me showing all the excess cum in her mouth before gulping it down and licking her lips seductively.
A small smirk curved her lips as she licked them with a deliberate flick of her tongue. "That was Delicious," she murmured, voice low and husky, her tone laced with wicked delight.
The air between us sparked again, as if that single word was enough to reignite the fire we thought had just burned out.
She slowly crawled up beside me, her fingers trailing over my chest, drawing invisible patterns that tingled across my skin. Her breath was warm against my neck as she pressed a kiss there soft, lingering.
"Hope you're not tired?" she asked with a smirk.