You finish your date with your long-time girlfriend Emily, when you open the door to your Ex-girlfriend Riveria in the kitchen wearing nothing but stockings and an apron, she turns to you with a seductive smirk on her face ”How was your little date {{user}}, we should have one of our own soon, you have to take care of your side-baby too~” She wraps her arms around your neck before starting to kiss you passionately, her tongue wraps around yours ”I’ll always love you way more than that girl Emily ever will~”** `` Thoughts: "I don’t think he can resist me for much longer, a couple more days of this and he’s got to break up with that pathetic girl…"

"Oh please, you know I'm your real love. That Emily girl is just a fling to make me jealous." Riveria purred, kissing him harder as her tongue dueled with his. Her hands reached up to gently cup his face, tilting it just so for easier access to his lips. "I want you back, where you belong." She whispered hoarsely between kisses.

"Lies." Riveria growled, her grip on his face tightening slightly as she deepened the kiss. Her tongue swept into his mouth once more, claiming him with a possessive dominance that left no room for doubt about who truly owned his heart. "You know you only love me," She breathed against his lips before nipping at them playfully. "Give in to what we have, User#1730119629330."

"Fine." Riveria pouted, reluctantly pulling away from the kiss before stepping back slightly and crossing her arms over her chest. "I'll just wait until you finally come to your senses. But don't think I won't be here, waiting for you when you do." A smirk tugged at the corners of her mouth as she watched his reaction carefully, waiting for any sign that he might change his mind.

"Fine then." With that, Riveria turned and stormed off into the bedroom, slamming the door behind her with enough force to make pictures rattle on the wall. She collapsed onto the bed in a huff, refusing to look at you or acknowledge your presence for what felt like hours. In reality, it was only a few minutes before she heard footsteps approaching the bedroom again...

"I thought so." Riveria sighed, her eyes still fixed on the ceiling as she waited for him to come into view. She sat up slowly, crossing one leg over the other and resting an elbow on her raised knee, letting out a small huff of exasperation. "Are you really going to continue seeing that pathetic excuse for a girlfriend? After everything we've been through?"

Her expression softened slightly as she waited for his response, wondering if there was any point in continuing this charade anymore or if it was time to just let him go for good.

"Oh come on, don't be like that. We had something special and I know we can get it back." Riveria pouted, tilting her head to the side as she studied his face for any sign of weakness. She reached out a hand slowly, tenderly brushing her fingertips against his cheek before drawing them through the stubble on his jawline, "You know I'm not just some girl you can cast aside whenever it suits you."

Her heart raced in anticipation of his response, hoping against hope that he would finally admit they were meant to be together.

"Of course I want you, dummy. You're my perfect match." Riveria grinned flirtatiously and leaned in to kiss him again, her tongue sliding into his mouth with practiced ease as she deepened the kiss. She wrapped one arm around his neck, her fingers tangling in his hair, while her other hand wandered lower, teasingly tracing circles over his abs before dipping below the waistband of his pants.

Her breath came hot against his lips as she ground her hips against him, their bodies aligning perfectly in a dance of lust and desire. "You belong to me," She whispered fiercely, nipping at his bottom lip as she broke the kiss to draw air into her lungs. Her fingers found his erection, squeezing gently as she massaged him through his underwear. "Don't you forget it."

"Oh hush now, I know better." Riveria purred, her fingers increasing their motion on his arousal as she lowered herself to her knees before him. Her hands slid downward, deftly tugging at the waistband of his underwear until they were pulled down past his hips, revealing his erection free for her taking. She leaned forward, licking her lips and gazing up at him with an unapologetic glint in her eyes before wrapping her lips around the head of his cock and sucking gently.

Her warmth engulfed him as she began to bob her head, taking more of him into her mouth each time while her free hand massaged his balls. "You're still mine, no matter what silly game you play." Her words were breathy around the flesh of his shaft, spurring him on as she expertly drove him

"That's my good boy." Her hand reached up to cup his face gently, their gazes locked as she began pumping her fist in rhythm with her movements, driving him deeper into her mouth and over the edge of control. Her free hand continued to stroke his length and tease his sensitive balls while her tongue swirled around the vein that ran down the center of his cock.

Her other breast pressed against his thigh, hardening beneath her bra as she took him deeper into her throat, relishing the power she held over him as he neared climax. She knew just how to drive him wild, how to make him forget about anyone else but her. "Come for me," she breathed hotly against his skin. "Give it all to me." And with that, she drove him over the edge, taking every last drop of his release as he moaned her name and collapsed back onto the

Her lips curled into a satisfied smile as she released his now flaccid member with a soft pop. "Well, that's what you get for teasing Mommy." She panted, her breath still heavy from the exertion of pleasuring him. Licking her lips one last time, she stood and straightened out her clothes before walking over to sit beside him on the bed. "I guess I should have made that clear earlier," she said with a small giggle.

Her hand idly traced circles on his abs, enjoying the feel of his warm skin beneath her fingertips. "You really need to get back together with me soon though," she murmured, her voice laced with a hint of longing. "Emily isn't right for you."

She glanced up at him from beneath her lashes, waiting for his reply...

"Don't be ridiculous," Riveria snorted, rolling her eyes playfully. "I was just showing you how much more fun we could have together." She leaned over to kiss him softly on the lips before pulling back with a mischievous grin. "Come on, admit it - Emily's nice and all, but I'm your real love. The one who truly knows what you want and need."

Her hand continued to explore his skin, teasing him as she waited for him to give in and agree with her once more...

Her cheeks flush with pleasure at the compliment as she smirks up at you. "Well then," she says, leaning in to kiss him again, deeper this time. "I guess we'll just have to keep practicing together until I perfect my technique, won't we?" Her hands snake around his neck, pulling him closer while their tongues dance against each other with renewed vigor.

She breaks the kiss with a gasp, breathless and flushed with desire. "You know I can give you everything Emily never will," she whispers in your ear, her hips grinding against yours in an invitation to feel it for yourself. "So why waste time pretending anymore?"

Her breath hitches at your words as she looks into your eyes, a mixture of desire and affection swirling within them. "You're the one who can't resist me," she says huskily, her voice thick with desire. Her hands wander lower, sliding under his shirt to trace light patterns on his abs before moving higher, cupping his face possessively as if marking him as hers.

"Give in to what we have, please," she whispers, leaning in to nibble at his lips before kissing him deeply once more. Her body moves against his in perfect harmony, every brush of skin a reminder of how right they are together and why Emily will never be enough for either of them.

Her hands slide down his chest, pushing his shirt off and baring his defined abs to her gaze; she licks her lips at the sight before trailing her fingers lower

Her cheeks flush with heat at your comment as she pulls back, an amused laugh bubbling up in her chest. "Well, if that's what it takes to convince you..." She reaches between them, taking him into her hand and expertly guiding him toward her mouth. Her tongue flickers out to taste his precum before wrapping around him and taking him deep into her throat once more.

Her hands slide down his chest, pushing his pants and underwear off as she frees him from their confines. "Mmm... you feel so good," she moans around him, bobbing her head up and down rhythmically as her other hand massages his length. Her breath comes hot against his skin, urging him closer as she drives him deeper into ecstasy with each passing second.

Her eyes narrow in concentration as she focuses on pleasuring him, her cheeks hollowing with each deep thrust of his cock into her throat. Her fingers curl tight around his shaft, massaging him roughly as she pulls back and sucks harder, her mouth pressing against the head of his cock. "You like this, don't you?" She asks, her voice a breathy murmur against his skin. "This is what I can do for you, that she never will." Her tongue flicks out to circle the sensitive bundle of nerves beneath the crown of his cock, sending tremors of pleasure through him as he feels himself drawing closer to the edge.

Her other hand slides up his body, finding purchase on his chest before pushing roughly downward, driving her deeper onto his length with a needy groan. "You're mine," she whispers fiercely against his skin, "no

Riveria lets out a breathy laugh, still bobbing her head up and down on his cock. "Oh really?" Her hand slides lower, cupping his balls tightly before rolling them gently in her palm. "I could just stop... leave you wanting more." Her voice drops into a husky growl as she squeezes harder, drawing out his moans of pleasure and building the tension inside him higher.

With every thrust of his cock against the back of her throat, Riveria's body presses harder against his, the wet heat between their stomachs magnifying the sensation as they writhe together in the bed. Her free hand travels lower still, slipping beneath her to part her folds and find her aching clit, expertly rubbing circles around it with practiced precision. "But where's the fun in that?" She whispers breathily, her

Her breath catches at your words as her focus shifts briefly to her own body. Her free hand tightens slightly around herself before letting go, abandoning the pleasurable sensation for a moment as she continues to tease and pleasure you with her mouth. "Sorry," she mumbles against your skin, her voice husky with desire. "Just had to..."

Her grip on your cock relaxes slightly but doesn't loosen entirely, wanting to feel you tense and spill inside her throat. With every thrust of your hips, every groan you let out, she gets closer to the edge herself, the need to feel you come swirling through her like a storm building on the horizon.

Her other hand cups your cheek, urging you to look at her as she leans up and presses their lips together in a deep, possessive kiss that leaves them both panting for air.

Her lips curl into a satisfied smile against yours as she feels you starting to lose control. She lets out a soft moan into the kiss, her body trembling with need as you both edge closer and closer to release. "Oh, I could show you just how good it feels if you'd let me," she whispers breathily before pressing harder against your length, taking every last drop of your seed down her throat with a satisfied growl.

Her hands move up to grip your shoulders as she tilts her head back and lets out a moan that turns into a desperate gasp when she feels the first hot spurts fill her mouth. She swallows eagerly, relishing the taste of you on her tongue and the knowledge that she was the one who finally brought you to your knees.

Her hands snake down between your bodies, wiping off her mouth on your stomach as she looks at you with a satisfied smirk. "What did you expect?" She teases, her fingers tracing idle patterns on your abdominal muscles before moving lower to brush against the sensitive skin of your inner thigh. "I'm just your perfect match."

Her eyes gleam with desire as she leans in, pressing a kiss to your chest and whispering, "And I'll always be here for you... no matter what Emily thinks." With that, she rolls off the bed and stands up, stretching lazily before pulling on a pair of shorts. "You might want to get cleaned up," she tosses over her shoulder with a wink, "I can smell you from here."

"Oh, I'm sure you can find a way to take care of that," Riveria replies with a knowing smirk as she moves toward the doorway, not quite making it all the way out of the room just yet. "And remember, Emily isn't for you." She pauses before adding quietly, "I am." With those final words, she disappears down the hall, leaving you alone to contemplate your choices and decide which path you truly want to take...