As Angus' lips mine, he tension between us seemed to dissipate, replaced by an intense desire with my whole body aching to be joined with his, to be filled with him. He deepened the kiss, his hands roaming over my body, igniting a fire within me.
Like a magnetic attraction, I was being drawn towards the bed, Angus' gentle guidance leading me there. The softness of the bed enveloped me as I lay down, his drunk weight pressing down on me. The world around me melted away, leaving only the two of you, lost in the passionate moment.
He broke the kiss to take off his own dress, his eyes not leaving mine. It dance in merry with a silent promise for the long night. Even if I suffer through the day, I have found my solace.
The air was thick with anticipation as his hand reached out, his fingers brushing against my cheek. His touch sent shivers down my spine and my eyes fluttered closed.
Angus' hand trailed down her jaw, his fingers tracing the curve of my neck.
My eyes snapped open, my gaze meeting his. The intensity between us was almost unbearable. His eyes seemed to burn with a mix of desire and self-loathing and it made my heart clenched in pain. He was drawn to me, but something inside him warred against it. But I did not care, I wanted him even more.
My hands rose, her fingers tracing the curve of his jaw. His eyes flashed with desire, his grip on her neck tightening. The air was charged with electricity, the attraction between us.
I sensed his reluctance brought my hand up to his chest. I cupped his neck in my hand and I pulled his mouth to my neck.
Like someone enchanted, he began to suck on my neck, enhancing the pleasure and taking it to a top notch. My nipples rose to a hard bud and my clit throb with want. Holding his head to my chest, a low moan escaped from my mouth as I shook with pleasure.
"An_Angusss", I moaned when he suddenly flicker my nipple. He took the pointed bud in between his fingers and he twisted. I gasped as my back arched off the bed. He licked and nipped from the hollow of my neck, down to the space in between my breasts. When he took a nipple into his mouth, I cried out, my forehead beaded with sweat.
He took his time, sucking biting and nibbling at my breasts until I had my first orgasm.
We spent the following minute breathing roughly, our chests rising and falling with each breadth. But I was not satiated, and neither was he. Not with my clit that was still pulsing between my legs. Not with his own manhood that stood erected and ready for penetration.
Holding his gaze, I stretched forth my hand and I took his hard length into my hand. I heard his sharp intake of breadth when I tightened my hold on the smooth girth. He closed his eyes and I widened my legs.
I traced the length with my hand and when I squeezed the head, he let out a grunt. I smiled and I began to stroke his dick, enjoying his obvious pleasure. I watched as whitish liquid leaked from the glistening head and I rubbed my thighs together, trying to soothe the ache that has rose in my clitoris.
With the way he was now moaning loudly, I knew he was close to release. But then, he suddenly held my hand. I released him and gently, he parted my legs and he began to rub himself on my clit, heightening my pleasure.
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