Page 16 of Love in the Dark

"I know, love," Cherrie murmurs, her lips brushing his shoulder. "It's a lot to take in. But you're doing amazing." With slow, deliberate movements, Cherrie begins thrusting again, her hips moving in a steady rhythm. She watches Azazel's face, his jaw clenched as he adjusts to the fullness. His chest heaves with each breath, his muscles taut as he surrenders to her possession.

Gradually, she increases the pace and depth of her thrusts, her hips snapping harder against his round ass. Azazel's gasps and moans fill the room, his body opening up to her as pleasure overwhelms his senses. "That's it, take it all," Cherrie urges, her hands gripping his hips tightly. "Breathe, baby."

Azazel cries out, his body on fire when Cherrie hits that magical spot inside him over and over again. It’s like nothinghe’s ever experienced, a pleasure that explodes from his core, ripping through his body like an electric current.

"Cherrie... Fuck... Right there." He gasps, his hips bucking back to meet her thrusts. "Feels so damn good."

Cherrie quickens her pace, her breath coming in short gasps as she, too, is driven to the brink of ecstasy by Azazel's tight heat. She feels his body trembling, his muscles clenching around her, signaling his impending release.

"Cum for me, baby," she demands, her voice thick with desire. "Let go and surrender to the pleasure." Azazel's body tightens like a coiled spring, his cock throbbing and leaking as he teeters on the edge. With a final, deep thrust from Cherrie, he falls forward, crying out as his orgasm rips through him. His dick pulses, shooting cum that runs down his thighs as his ass clenches around Cherrie's invading length.

Cherrie groans, her own body shaking as she finds her own release in the wake of Azazel's. She rides out their shared ecstasy. Cherrie withdraws gently, earning a whimper of reluctance from Azazel and unties the blindfold.

Once their bodies have calmed down after their shower, Cherrie gazes lovingly into Azazel’s glazed, passion-filled eyes. "How was it, baby?" she asks, her voice soft and tender. "Did I satisfy your curiosity?"

Azazel pulls Cherrie close, his arms tight around her as he presses a soft kiss to her lips. "You always satisfy me, my love," he murmurs. "Our lust knows no bounds, and Iwouldn't have it any other way." The candlelight flickers, casting dancing shadows on their sweat-glistened bodies while they lay intertwined. Their passion has led them down a road less traveled, where new thrills and unimagined pleasures await discovery. Azazel and Cherrie have forged an even deeper bond, their love and lust an unbreakable chain that will lead them on a path of danger, ecstasy, and everything in between.

Chapter Seven

Azazel and Cherrie lay intertwined on the soft sheets of their bed, the warm glow of the sun illuminating their bodies. The night has been nothing short of incredible.

"Baby, last night was something else," Cherrie whispers, tracing patterns on Azazel's chest with her fingernail. "I feel like we just discovered a whole new level of each other."

Azazel’s eyes sparkle with mischief, and he pulls her closer, his hand running down her spine. "You know I'm always eager to discover every level withyou. Every level ofyou. We're in this together."

She bites her lip and says, “I love you, my big dream come true.”

"I love you too, my little nightmare come true."

A buzz from Azazel’s phone interrupts the tranquil moment. He frowns, recognizing the distinct tone that signals a message from his boss. With a soft sigh, he reaches for the device, knowing that their erotic bubble might burst. As he reads the message, his expression turns serious. "Looks like work iscalling, baby. A job just came in." Cherrie, sensing the shift in his demeanor, props herself on one elbow. "What's the job, Az? And more importantly, where?" she asks, her eyes gleaming with curiosity and a hint of mischief.

"Seems like someone wants me to take care of a problem in the city. A simple hit, nothing too out of the ordinary," he replies, his voice steady and calm, belying the slight twinge of disappointment he feels at the interruption of their passionate night.

Her heart begins to pound with excitement. Cherrie loves it when their adventures take an unexpected turn. "The city, huh? Well, that changes things a little. I was hoping for a quiet night in, but I guess we can bring our brand of passion to the urban jungle." She sits up, her breasts swaying slightly, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. "I've always wanted to play amongst the skyscrapers."

Azazel stands, his muscular frame filling the room with a sense of power and potential danger. "Let's not keep the client waiting. We can make this quick and be back to our fun before you know it." She rises gracefully, her curves accentuated by the sunlight streaming through the window.

"Oh, I don't know about quick, Az. I think we should take our time with this one. Make it last." Her eyes sparkle with a devilish glint when she approaches him.

He smirks, his protectiveness and possessiveness flaring at the thought of what she might be suggesting. "Cherrie bomb, this one has to be quick. I promise we will have fun later."

Within the hour, their essentials are packed, and they are ready to depart. Azazel has his tools of the trade stashed in the trunk of their sleek, black car. Cherrie, on the other hand, has a few tricks of her own up her sleeve.

As they pull out onto the empty road, the night air whipping through the open windows, Cherrie turns to Azazel with a sultrysmile. "I've been thinking about what I want to do to you in the city," she purrs, her hand sliding over his thigh. "It involves a hotel room, a bottle of champagne, and a whole lot of dirty talk."

He grins, his eyes never leaving the road while he steers them toward their urban destination."Is that so? And what exactly do you plan on doing to me, Mama?"

Her fingers dance along his leg, sending shivers up his spine. "I plan on tying you up, blindfolding you, and driving you wild while I ride your face until you are drunk off of my cum. I want you to drown and feel helpless under me.”

Azazel's breath quickens at the imagery her words invoke. "And what if I told you that I plan on doing the same to you? Face fuck you, take your breath just to remind you whose air you’re breathing. I want to see you squirm and hear you moan as I tease and torture you with pleasure."

She bites her lip, her eyes darkening with desire. "Then I'd say we're on the same page, Daddy. But first, there's something I want to do. Something I've always fantasized about." "Oh really? Do tell," he says, his voice deep and husky, matching the increasing speed of the car as they race toward the city.

Cherrie's hand slides down further, inching closer to the bulge in his pants. “I want you to continue to drive while I drive you wild at the same time."

Azazel raises an eyebrow, a devilish smile spreading across his face. "Oh, I like where this is going. Continue."

"I want to take you in my mouth while you drive. Taste you, feel you getting harder and harder as I swallow you down." She pauses, her fingers now teasingly close.

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