My hands slide to her waist, her laptop forgotten.

We undress slowly, like unwrapping something sacred.

My hands explore her like she’s a map I’ve already memorized but want to rediscover all over again.

She gasps as I kiss down her neck, her collarbone, the soft swell of her breast.

I lower her gently onto the couch and trail kisses over her stomach, my fingers stroking her thighs until they part for me willingly.

She arches the moment my mouth finds her, wet, warm, and already trembling with need.

I groan against her, the taste of her coating my tongue, intoxicating and sweet. I slide my hands beneath her thighs, spreading her wider, anchoring her to me.

“Alessio,” she gasps, hips jerking as I drag my tongue slowly up her center.

I flick over her clit in tight, deliberate circles, then flatten my tongue and lick her with long, greedy strokes.

Her thighs quiver around my shoulders.

She’s soaking. Dripping for me.

“God,dolcezza, you’re so fucking wet,” I murmur, voice muffled in her heat. “You want me that bad? Just from kissing you?”

She moans, high and breathless. “Yes… God, yes.”

“Fuck, you taste like sin.”

I tease her entrance with my tongue, then suck her clit into my mouth until her body jolts, breath catching like she’s unraveling right there in my hands.

She writhes, one hand in my hair, the other gripping the sheets as if they’re the only thing keeping her tethered to this world.

“I want to watch you fall apart. Wanna feel you cum all over my tongue. Let me have it, Soph. Give it to me.”

“Oh God, don’t stop, don’t you fucking stop,” she begs, voice breaking.

I don’t. I double down, tongue fucking her slow and deep while I press two fingers inside her.

She clenches tight around them, slick and hot. Her moans spiral into something feral, her hips grinding against my face, chasing every wave I give her.

Her breath hitches, turning to broken cries.

“That’s it,dolcezza. Ride my face. Let me taste how sweet you get when you cum.”

She comes hard, shuddering around me with a strangled moan of my name, thighs trembling, her whole body seized in pleasure.

I keep going until she’s gasping, twitching beneath my mouth, falling apart all over again.

I rise, lips wet with her release, and she’s already reaching, eyes glazed, mouth parted.

“Come here,” she pants, her eyes drifting toward my cock.

I’m hard as fucking steel.

“I need your cock right now.”

I kiss her, letting her taste herself on my tongue, and she moans into my mouth.

Her hand wraps around my cock, stroking it with purpose, guiding me toward her soaked core.