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Blaze

As she walks ahead of me, her perfect butt is right in my face, and my hand goes up to squeeze it.

Once upstairs, she pins me against the wall, her lips crushing feverishly against mine. Her tongue slides into my mouth, exploring and tasting, as we both moan in passion.

Her hand slips up my shirt, exploring my warm, sweaty skin. I groan as her fingers graze my nipple, causing it to harden. She pulls away for a moment, her eyes locked onto mine with a lustful gaze.

"I want you so bad," she whispers before attacking my lips again.

I wrap my arms around her, pulling her closer, our bodies pressed tightly together. My own hands slide down her back and grab onto her ass, squeezing it just as I had done before.

She gasps, her body trembling as I continue to kiss her. Our breaths mingle, hot and heavy, as we lose ourselves in the moment.

I sink my fingers into the waistband of her pants and slide them off her, she steps out of them while trying to pull my shirt off me at the same time. I pull her shirt off and toss it onto the floor.

She reaches down and starts unzipping my pants.

"Blaze," she breathes unevenly. “I want your face buried in my pussy, now.”

“With pleasure.”

I drop to my knees and do as she asks. I gently push her thighs apart, taking in the sight of her glistening femininity. Her arousal is evident, and I am eager to taste her. I breathe in deeply, inhaling the scent of her passion. My tongue darts out, teasing her folds as she lets out a soft moan.

“You taste so good.”

“You feel so good, please don’t stop.”

I probe her with the tip of my tongue, delving into her wetness as she arches her back, pushing her pelvis forward. She tastes intoxicating and alluring. I tease her with a gentle kiss, her muscles tensing as I lightly nibble on her skin.

My hands roam her body, exploring every curve and contour, making her shiver under my touch.

As I lick and suck, she moans loudly, her body bucking beneath me. I can feel her trembling from head to toe.

“Blaze, that’s so fucking amazing.”

Her hands are in my hair, guiding my movements, urging me to be more urgent, more intense.

“Right there, harder. Don’t move away from there, please.”

I respond to her cues, delving deeper, tasting every last drop of her.

She cries out my name, her pleasure reaching a crescendo, her body shaking with the force of her climax. I feel her muscles clench around my mouth, her juices flowing onto my tongue. I lap them up eagerly, savoring her taste as she basks in the afterglow of her orgasm.

Finally, she pulls me up, her lips locked onto mine, her breath hitching as I gently bite her lip. She's still panting, her body flushed and wet.

“I love tasting myself on your tongue.”

“That’s the hottest thing I’ve ever heard you say.”

I slide my hands under her butt and lift her up, she instinctively wraps her legs around my waist, her arms around my neck.

I guide myself to her, teasing her with the tip at first.

"Yes, Blaze, yes."

“You’re so hot.”

“Do you feel how wet you made me?”

“It’s like a slip and slide,” I breathe as I chuckle against her skin before I kiss her neck.

She's so wet, so hot, and my cock tightens with the need to slam inside of her. I slide inside of her, filling her. I stop and inhale, feeling how she clenches on my shaft.

“Your cock feels so good. It goes right to my G-spot every time.”

She closes her eyes and throws her head back; I lean forward and kiss her neck then take her nipple in my mouth.

She sucks in a breath as I begin thrusting slowly inside her. She bucks against me, grinding down.

"Harder," she moans, her voice conflicting between wanting more and fear of the pleasure that's about to consume her.

My hips buck faster, my thrusts gaining speed, my body in a frenzy as I lose myself inside her.

She gasps for air, her back arched, her hips thrusting to meet my every movement. I can feel her body tightening, her muscles pulsating, her orgasm nearing.

“Harder, please harder. I’m so close.”

However, I'm not done yet.

I pull out and spin her around, pushing her against the wall. I want to see every expression, every emotion that plays over her face as I take her.

“No, don’t stop,” she pleads. “Oh.”

She looks back at me, her eyes wide with desire and fear, her breath heavy. I take her hair in my hand.

"Trust me," I whisper, my lips brushing against her ear.

She nods. This time, I go deeper, hitting her harder, my hips slamming into her. Her head falls back, her eyes shut tight, and she lets out a wild cry. I can feel her body shaking, her muscles tensing with each thrust.

“Fuck, yes. I can’t … this is so … oh my God, Blaze!”

My desire is building, the pleasure overwhelming me. I can't hold back any longer.

I reach around her waist, my fingers finding her clit. I massage it, causing her to cry out in pleasure.

“Shit, yessssss. That’s it. Right there. Please.”

Her orgasm crashes over her, her body shaking harder as waves of pleasure wash over her. I keep thrusting, my orgasm building.

“That’s it. Give it to me, baby.”

Finally, I let go, my hips jerking forward, my cock pulsing inside her. We both cry out in pleasure, our bodies shaking in the aftermath of the intense climax.

As I catch my breath, I hold her close, our bodies panting and sweaty. We stand there for a moment, wrapped in each other's arms.

“Let’s try that massive bed,” she breathes in my ear, her voice a seductive whisper. “I’m not done with you.”

She saunters toward it, hips swaying, and I follow like a puppy dog.

She pauses at the edge, glancing back over her shoulder with a playful, flirtatious smile. “It’s practically begging for us,” she teases as she starts to climb onto the plush expanse of the bed.

But I don’t let her get far. I grab her, pulling her back into my arms, capturing her mouth in a hungry kiss that makes the world outside this room disappear.

Yeah, I'm ready to go again. She makes me insatiable.

She turns and pushes me down on the bed, she follows but climbs up as she's kissing my thighs, and then her mouth envelops my shaft.

My hips buck involuntarily, my body responding to the sensation of her warm mouth on me. She takes me in deeper, her lips gliding down my shaft, her tongue swirling around the head.

“Good girl, that feels amazing,” I breathe.

She moans in response, the sound vibrating throughout me.

“Get it wet and slippery, cup my balls.” She does exactly as I say. “Ohhh, yess, baby.”

I grip the sheets, my grip tightening as she continues her oral assault. Her hand cups my balls, gently massaging them, sending waves of ecstasy through me.

“Look at me.”

Her eyes lock onto mine, her gaze filled with hunger and desire. I can't hold back any longer, and with a groan, I come, filling her mouth. She swallows every drop, savoring my taste, her eyes never leaving mine.

“Don’t let any of it spill out.”

Once I'm spent, she crawls up to me, her body glistening with sweat. She kisses me deeply, her tongue probing my mouth.

"I love the way you taste," she whispers, her breath hot against my ear.

I flip her over, my hunger for her still raging. I kiss her neck, her collarbone, and her shoulders, and then take one of her nipples into my mouth, sucking and biting gently.

She moans softly, arching her back, her hands clutching at my hair.

"It seems like we have something in common then," I tell her. “Because I love the way you taste, too.”

Afterward, we lie tangled together, the room quiet except for the steady rhythm of our breathing. Savannah’s head rests on my chest, her fingers tracing lazy circles along my skin.

“What are you thinking about?” she asks, her voice drowsy.

“You.”

She doesn’t respond, but I feel her smile against my body.

We nap briefly. When I wake, she’s already up, smoothing the fabric of the blue dress Aubrey packed for her, standing in front of the mirror.

I sit up, captivated. The way her fingers glide over the material, the subtle tilt of her head as she studies her reflection—it’s a vision that feels almost too perfect to be real.

I want her to be mine. Completely.

“Ready to go?” she asks, catching my gaze in the mirror.

I rise, reaching for my jacket. “Always.”