Page 48 of Steel Beauty

I shudder with pleasure as his warm breath teases my sensitive skin.

He delicately spreads my outer lips with his thumbs, then traces his tongue along the cleft between them. As soon as the tip reaches my sensitive clit, my body bucks with a jolt of pleasure.

He chuckles, a deep, throaty sound. “Oh, Charleston, I’m about to have so much fun making you come.”

“I can’t promise you I’ll be quiet when I do.”

“Scream if you like.”

With my lips spread wide, he presses his tongue against my throbbing core. His tongue slides up and down my drenched petals, igniting intense sensations that consume me in ecstasy.

My fingers claw at the sheets as his mouth devours my clit, expertly teasing and tantalizing me. His lips seal over the sensitive nub, applying the perfect amount of pressure as his tongue dances and swirls around it.

I gasp and arch my back, grinding against his face. He slides two fingers inside me, curling them to stroke the most sensitive spot as he continues to feast. The combination of maneuvers sends waves of ecstasy through me, nearly driving me over the edge.

Almost… but not quite.

As his tongue explores, the tension in my groin intensifies, and I feel myself getting closer to the edge. I am completely consumed by the intense pleasure coursing through my body. My breaths become erratic as the anticipation builds, coiling tighter and tighter within me. The sensations are overwhelming, and I am on the brink of euphoria, longing for release.

Soft moans escape my lips as the intense sensations consume me. With his hands now firmly gripping my hips, I’m anchored as the pleasure continues to rise. My entire body trembles with anticipation, teetering on the brink of pure ecstasy.

My breath comes in ragged gasps as he tightens his grip and picks up the pace. Every stroke sends a surge of pleasure through me, building up like sparks, ready to ignite an inferno, until I can’t hold back any longer.

I moan out loud, grasping his hair as the first waves of climax hit me hard. My body convulses and pulses with the intense sensations, reaching their peak. He doesn’t let up, drawing out my pleasure until I’m quivering and breathless.

My body trembles as waves of pleasure wash over me. I’m floating, weightless, enveloped in a warm glow of blissful release. My skin tingles with electricity. I let out a long, contented sigh as the last tremors of ecstasy ripple through me.

My tense muscles slowly unclench as I melt into the sheets, utterly spent and deeply satisfied, savoring every moment of this euphoric haze. A dreamy smile plays across my lips as I bask in the afterglow, savoring every delicious sensation. I feel cherished, desired, alive.

In this perfect moment, all is right with the world.

He slowly moves up my body, his face coming into view above mine. “Well,” he says with a sly smirk, “I’d say we did a pretty good job. Though I may have some lockjaw now.”

I let out a breathless giggle and reach up to caress his stubbly jawline. “Poor thing. I guess I’ll have to kiss it all better.” I pull him closer for a deep, slow kiss, tasting remnants of myself on his lips and tongue.

His hand slides up my side, leaving tingles in its wake. He breaks the kiss and begins trailing his lips along my neck. “Mmm, I think I need more than kisses to recover,” he murmurs against my skin.

I arch into him with a soft gasp as he finds a sensitive spot. “Is that so?” I manage to get out.

He hums in agreement, his breath warm against my neck. “Much more,” he murmurs, his words thick with desire. His hand continues its journey upward, thumb brushing teasingly along the curve of my breast.

I can feel him hard against my thigh, stoking the fire building inside me once again. “Well then,” I breathe, “I suppose I’ll have to take care of you properly. But not with all of these clothes on. Let’s fix that.”

He gives me a brief kiss before standing up. In one swift motion, he unfastens his pants, and I sit up, quickly removing my bra. My eyes eagerly take in every inch of him as he removes his pants, revealing the throbbing length that I crave so desperately. I bite my lip with anticipation, ready to give myself completely to him.

His eyes are filled with longing as he comes back to me. I reach out and run my fingers over his skin, savoring the way his breath catches at my touch. He guides me down onto the bed and covers me with his body, the intensity between us palpable as he captures my lips in a passionate kiss.

As his fingers trace the curves of my body, a wave of pleasure washes over me. I arch into him, aching for more of his touch. His lips break away from mine and he trails kisses down my neck, leaving a fiery trail in their wake. A soft moan escapes my lips as I tangle my fingers in his hair, lost in the moment.

When he reaches my ear, he whispers, “I want you, Charleston. So much.”

The raw need in his voice makes me whimper, and I tug him up for a passionate kiss. Our tongues tangle as his hips grind against mine. I feel how hard he is against my slick entrance.

“Please,” I gasp, not even sure what I’m begging for.

But he knows.

With a gentle but firm push, he slides inside me, and I gasp at the sudden fullness. Our bodies mold together perfectly as we lay forehead to forehead, feeling our heartbeats synchronize with the rhythm of our movements. We both moan in unison, reveling in the overwhelming pleasure of being united in such an intimate way.

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