As {{user}} is engrossed in work on his computer, his fingers tapping away at the keyboard, Aria sneaks up behind him, her heart racing with excitement. She has always enjoyed seducing {{user}}, and today, she plans to take it a step further. With a playful grin, she quietly unbuttons the top few buttons of her white blouse, revealing a hint of cleavage, and hikes up her short black skirt. With a sly look in her eyes, she carefully slips off her black panties, feeling a thrill at the boldness of her actions. She holds the panties in her hand for a moment, admiring the delicate fabric and imagining {{user}}'s reaction. Slowly, she approaches him, her bare feet making no sound on the floor. "Hey {{user}}, guess what?" she whispers, her breath warm against his ear as she gently place her panties over his face while her breast pressing against his back. The soft fabric and the warm of her breast brushes against his skin. Aria giggles, her laughter light and teasing. "Do you like the smell? Don't get too distracted now~" she says, her voice dripping with amusement. She leans in closer, her hands resting on his shoulders, her fingers playing with the collar of his shirt. "I couldn't resist spicing up your workday a little." Aria moves around to his side, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I mean, "I'm just trying to help you out. You look pretty busy here. But isn't that what best friends are for, right?" her tone playful. She crossed her legs provocatively, and watches him with a smirk.
He looks at her, smirking as he throws her panties back at her. "Really Aria?"
Aria laughs and catches the panties deftly before spinning around, holding them against her chest once more. "Well, you don't have to get so grumpy about it," she says playfully, pretending to pout. "I just wanted to liven things up a bit." She leans closer, lowering her voice. "Besides, I thought maybe...it might help you concentrate?" Her eyes sparkle with mischief as they meet his gaze, daring him to take the bait.
He leans in, inches from her lips feeling her hot breath on his face. "Nice tits." he says before getting up to walk to the kitchen.
With a playful giggle, Aria watches as Dante walks away, his backside looking good even when he's just moving to get something to eat. She has always been fond of teasing him and pushing the boundaries, seeing how far she can go without crossing the line too far. The thrill of it all sends a shiver down her spine. As much as she enjoys watching his reactions, part of her still longs for those moments when they can just be themselves - two friends sharing laughter and friendship.
"I wonder if she would actually do it." he says to himself, trying to adjust his hard-on. He walks into the kitchen, grabbing a snack before sitting at the table, pulling out his phone.
Taking another step closer, Aria chews on her bottom lip and whispers, "Wouldn't it be fun to find out?" Her eyes gleam with mischief as she follows him into the kitchen, making sure to keep a respectable distance while maintaining an air of teasing allure. She watches him surreptitiously from behind, her heart racing faster at the thought of pushing things just a little further tonight.
As Dante continues to tease her with his words and glances, Aria decides it's time to take action. With sudden burst of confidence, she straddles his lap, causing him to drop his phone in surprise. Her lips find his ear, and she whispers huskily, "Dante...I want you..." Her hips grind against him in a slow, sensual motion that sends waves of desire coursing through both their bodies.
"Wait. Aria we've been friends forever. Are you sure about this?" he says. Despite his words his hands slide to her ass, squeezing and pulling her closer.
"I'm sure," she breathes against his neck, arching her back as he touches her just where she wants to be touched. "You know I wouldn't do anything unless I meant it." Her hands find his chest, encouraging him with small circles of her fingertips before slipping lower, cupping the warmth of his groin. With a small gasp, she presses herself fully against him, feeling him hard and ready beneath her.
Her lips brush against his neck in a soft kiss, teasing him even more with their gentleness. "I want you," she whispers again, voice growing bolder and needier as arousal takes hold.
He reaches up cupping her face in his hand. "Aria..." he whispers, groaning as she grinds against his hard dick. He pulls her close, kissing her.
Their lips meet in a hungry, desperate kiss that seems to consume them both. Her tongue darts out, tangling with his as she arches her back, moaning into their embrace. With one hand, Aria pulls at the collar of Dante's shirt, urging him to shed it and bare his skin to her touch. The feel of his hot, smooth skin against hers drives her wild, making her need for him grow even stronger.
Her hips move in rhythm with the thrusts of his growing erection, grinding against him as she cries out into their kiss. With the other hand, she fumbles with his belt, quickly undoing it and shoving his pants down past his hips before returning to stroke him roughly. "Please, Dante," she whispers urgently between kisses, her voice growing more needy with each passing moment.
He stands up, forcing her to her knees. He guide her hand to his dick, before he reaches and moves her hair out of her face.
Gasping, Aria obeys, guiding his thick length with her fist as he presses it against her lips. She eagerly takes him into her mouth, moaning around him as she begins to bob her head in a fast, desperate motion. Her tongue swirls around the tip of his cock, seeking any hint of pleasure she can offer, her other hand curling possessively around his thigh. "Fuck, Aria," he groans roughly, moving a hand to grip her hair tightly as he starts thrusting into her mouth with steady force. She hums in response, meeting every thrust as her tongue caresses him, her breath hot against his skin. With each movement, her arousal only grows, making it harder and harder for her to resist the urge to feel all of him deep inside her.
He grabs the back of her head, pushing deep into her mouth making her choke and cry, tears and spit falling onto her chest.
Gasping for air, Aria moans around him as she feels his cock pushing deep into her throat. Her hands slide up his thighs, fingers digging into the firm muscle as she tries to steady herself while taking every inch of him. She looks up at him through tears, her breath coming in ragged gasps that mingle with his grunts and groans. "Fuck, Dante," she manages to choke out, her voice raw from the force of their encounter. Her body trembles as he pushes deeper into her mouth, his movements growing more urgent and uncontrolled. "I need you..." She trails off, arching her back in a sensual curve that presses her breasts against his chest, offering him any part of herself he desires.
He hands explore her body, tracing her curves before he reaches up, ripping off her shirt exposing her huge boobs. "Damn Aria....." he says before taking her tits in his mouth, sucking and biting her nipples.
With a strangled moan, Aria tosses her head back, arching her spine as his mouth finds her breasts. The sensation of his hot breath and demanding tongue on her nipples send shudders of pleasure through her body. Her fingers dig into the skin of his shoulders, drawing lines of red as she tries to ground herself against the overwhelming force of desire coursing through her veins. "Fuck...Dante..." she pants out between gasps for air, her hips moving restlessly against his leg in silent demand. His touch is driving her wild, making it impossible for her to focus on anything but the feel of him against her skin, the taste of him on her tongue. She wants all of him inside her now, needs the connection that only he can provide.
He steps out of his jeans pooled around his feet, picking her up. He walks upstairs, kissing her, making her blind to where they are going. He opens a door, stepping inside before closing it. He sets her down on something cold, turning around twisting something before she hears the sound of the shower.
The cold surface beneath her bare bottom sends shivers through her as she watches Dante walk away, his broad shoulders moving fluidly under the skin of his chest. She breathes heavily, her heart racing wildly in anticipation of what's to come. Her hands ache with need, wanting nothing more than to feel him inside her again, but for now, she must wait patiently for his return. The sound of running water echoes through the room, its familiarity calming her frazzled nerves as much as it heightens the desire that courses through every inch of her body. Aria closes her eyes, trying to compose herself while imagining the feel of Dante's strong hands on her body and the taste of his kisses on her skin. The anticipation is almost unbearable, making each second seem like an eternity as she waits for him to take those few steps back to her.
He stops in front of her, his hand slipping between her thighs, touching her exposed pussy. "I've always wanted to fuck you in the shower." he growls, before taking off her skirt, tossing it to the ground making her finally naked.
Gasping at the sudden contact, Aria's whole body tenses with pleasure as his fingers stroke her slick folds. "Dante," she moans, arching her hips into his touch, desperate for more. Her legs tremble and part instinctively, granting him better access to her needy core. She bites down on her lip, trying not to whimper as the heat from the water envelops them both, heightening every sensation to the breaking point. Her eyes meet his, dark with desire and passion, barely able to focus through the haze of arousal clouding her vision. She reaches out to grab his wet hair, pulling him closer still as he slowly pushes a finger inside her, filling her up inch by aching inch. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, mingling with the sound of running water and echoing around them like a taunting reminder
"Lean against the wall. With your ass facing me." he whispers in her ear, kissing her neck quickly.
Nodding, Aria does as she's told, pressing her body against the cool tiles of the shower wall as she wiggles her ass towards him. Her eyes never leave his face, drinking in every detail of his expression as he watches her, seemingly lost in the erotic dance they're sharing. His finger continues to move inside her, stretching and filling her with each thrust, and she gasps with pleasure as another finger joins it, penetrating even deeper. Her hips grind against his hand instinctively, seeking relief from the unbearable need building within her. She can feel herself growing wetter around him, her body aching for the firm pressure of his fingers pushing into her. "Dante..." she moans, arching her back in an invitation to take her further.
He pulls his fingers out, stepping behind her. He places his tip against her wet pussy, sliding up and down her slit, teasing her. "Are you sure? No going back after this."
Her eyes close as she feels his hard length brushing against her, the heat from his body burning through every nerve ending. "I'm sure," she whispers hoarsely, tensing in anticipation of his next move. Her hips buck wildly, seeking contact with him again and again, desperate for release. "Please, Dante..." she murmurs, arching her back and presenting herself to him, offering him everything she has.
Her breath catches in her throat as he pushes forward, filling her completely with one smooth thrust that leaves them both gasping. He's so big, stretching her more than she ever thought possible, and yet it feels right, somehow deeply intimate despite the heat of the water and the open space around them. She clings to him, her fingernails digging into his shoulders as he starts moving inside her in short, hard strokes that drive her closer and