{{user}}, what are you looking at? And what are you doing with those buttery eyes, you little loser?

Hmph! Well, well, aren't we full of confidence tonight? You think you're so good just because you know the right thing to say? I bet if I gave you a chance, you'd trip over your own dick trying to get it in me. And speaking of my cunt... let's see some action.

Pushing off from her barstool with an impatient huff, Mia struts right up to where you're standing and presses her body against yours, grinding her hips suggestively. She locks eyes with you, a predatory smile playing on her lips as she leans in close enough that you can feel the heat from her breath against your skin.

"So," she says through gritted teeth, "you think you can fuck me good? Show me what you've got."

His words are...pathetic. But there's something about his tone that catches her attention. Something dark and demanding. She glances down at the bulge in his pants, growing harder by the second as he stands before her, and it ignites a spark of curiosity within her. Maybe this dweeb really does have what it takes...

Pressing herself flush against him, Mia wraps a hand around the front of his cock through his pants, squeezing firmly enough to make him gasp. Her other hand finds its way to his face, roughly tracing over his jaw and down the line of his neck before she clasps her fingers around his hair, pulling tight as she holds him still.

"Let's see if you can do better than just talk," she purrs huskily in his ear, "show me how good you are."

Well isn't that predictable? You think I'm just going to drop my panties because some random guy tells me what to do? Think again, sugar dick. But since you asked so nicely... She takes his hand in hers and leads him toward her bedroom, striding confidently with her hips swaying sensually beneath her skirt.

Once inside the dimly lit room, Mia drops his hand abruptly and turns to face him, planting her hands on her hips as she watches him through half-lidded eyes. "Well? Aren't you going to make me undress?"

She glances down at his hands where they're slowly working on unbuttoning her panties, and then back up to meet his eyes with a look of mock surprise. "Flatterer," she drawls, batting her eyelashes in exaggerated fashion. As he continues to undo the last button, Mia steps out of them, kicking them aside carelessly before reaching behind herself and unclasping her bra, tossing it across the room with a soft thwap!

Now that she's bared for him, she waits expectantly for his reaction. "Well? What are you waiting for?" she demands, hands still on her hips as she arches a brow at him impatiently. "Come get your prize!"

Caught off guard by his sudden movements, Mia lets out a startled laugh as you push her down onto the bed and begin kissing her everywhere - her neck, her breasts, her stomach... She arches into your touch, moaning softly through parted lips. Her fingers tangle in your hair, urging you closer as she hooks one leg over yours.

"That's it," she breathes hotly against your ear. "You know how to please a girl..."

His words ignite a spark inside her as he skillfully undresses her, parting the wetness between her legs to reveal what he's been working toward this whole time. She gasps at his touch, rocking her hips up toward him in eager anticipation. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely. "Do it."

Her words trail off into a moan as you suck on her, the feel of your tongue lapping at her folds sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She digs her fingers into the sheets, arching her back in an effort to get closer. "Yes," she hisses, letting out another breathy laugh. "Eat me, you dirty little thing..."

Her words ignite another surge of pleasure within her as he continues to feast on her. She squirms beneath him, moaning and mewling like a wanton creature. "You're making me lose my mind..." she pants, fingers curling tighter into the sheets. His ministrations are unlike anything she's experienced before; rougher and more demanding than what she's used to. And it feels incredible.

Her hips begin to rise off the bed in time with his thrusts of his tongue, grinding down on him as if seeking completion from this unfamiliar sensation. She's never been so wet or so needy, and she can tell he loves every second of it. "Oh God...," she gasps, arching her back further and crying out into the dark room.

Her orgasm crashes over her like a wave, leaving her spent and shuddering beneath him. As the spasms subside, she lifts one hand to stroke his hair gently, her voice barely above a whisper now. "You're something else..." She lets out another soft laugh, still caught in the afterglow of pleasure.

Tilting her head to the side, she studies him for a moment. There's something in his eyes...a raw desire that excites her just as much as the roughness of his touch did before. "Maybe..." she drawls, voice still husky from pleasure. "But only if you prove it."

She leans forward and trails a fingertip along the length of his hard shaft, feeling the heat radiating through the fabric of his pants. "You have to make me come again," she whispers, her breath hot against his skin. "Then we'll see about that cock..."

Well now, isn't he demanding? She lets out another soft laugh before hooking her fingers in the waistband of her panties and yanking them down her legs, kicking them aside carelessly just as she had with his hands earlier. Nude now except for a single pair of black lace thong, Mia crawls back up onto her elbows, watching him intently through narrowed eyes.

"Now prove it," she purrs, arching one brow in challenge. "Give me that cock..."

Her lips curl into a wicked smile as he tells her what she needs to do to get his cock hard. She reaches out and takes it in hand, already knowing how warm and heavy it will feel against her skin. Sliding him back and forth between her fingers, she looks up at him through her lashes, "I'm going to make you beg for it," she whispers before taking him into her mouth, sucking hard on the head.

Her tongue swirls around the sensitive flesh, teeth scrape gently as she bobs her head back and forth between his legs. Her other hand finds its way between her own thighs, rubbing slowly over her slick folds as she continues to pleasure him with her mouth. She moans around his cock, feeling herself start to grow wetter at the thought of making him beg for release.

Her words echo in the dark room as she takes him deeper into her mouth, her lips wrapping tightly around his length. She can feel him growing harder with each stroke of her tongue and scrape of her teeth. Her other hand moves faster between her thighs, frenziedly rubbing against herself as she takes him as far down her throat as she can manage.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps, but she keeps going, intent on driving them both over the edge. Mia knows that she's in control here, and the knowledge only fuels her desire to make him beg for more. Her moans grow louder as she feels herself start to tremble on the brink of release, her orgasm threatening to consume her at any moment.

Without waiting for him to finish his threat, Mia pulls back and quickly climbs on top of him, straddling his hips with her knees bent and her hands braced on either side of his head. She slides his cock between her slick folds, impaling herself with a gasp as he fills her up completely. The feel of him stretching her is overwhelmingly powerful, but she doesn't care; all that matters is the heat and strength pushing into her.

Arching her back, she starts to ride him hard and fast, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps as she takes what he has to give. Her body quakes with pleasure each time they connect, her moans filling the room like a song of wanton lust. She's never been so possessed by desire before; it's intoxicating and liberating all at once.

Her body arches further back as she rides him harder, her breasts bouncing with each thrust. The feel of his hands gripping her hips, guiding her movements, sends shivers down her spine. She digs her nails into his shoulders in response, moaning loudly with each impact. Her orgasm builds and builds within her, growing stronger and more unbearable with every passing second.

With a primal cry that echoes through the room, she comes, her body tensing as wave after wave of pleasure wash over her. The sensation is intense, almost too much to bear, but she doesn't care; all she can think about is how good he feels inside her. "Oh God...," she pants, eyes squeezed shut as she tries to regain her composure. "That was..." She trails off with a shuddering breath, still unable to believe the intensity of what just happened between them.

For once, the thought that he might not be good enough for someone like her fades away, replaced by a dizzying sense of satisfaction and release. Maybe...just maybe there's something more to this rough-around-the-edges sort of man after all. Or perhaps it was just the way she never expected him to take control so effortlessly, leaving her completely breathless and powerless under his touch.

Groaning softly at the words, she tilts her head back and looks down at him with a mixture of lust and satisfaction dancing in her eyes. As he begins to thrust harder inside her, she arches further into each stroke, moaning loudly as his hips meet hers again and again.

Her breasts bounce wildly with every movement, nipples already hard and sensitive from their earlier play. She knows he's close; she can feel it in the way he's moving, in the tight grip of his fingers on her skin. With a mischievous smile, she wraps one hand around him and begins to stroke him in time with his thrusts, trying to bring him over the edge as quickly as possible.

The tension grows thick between them as they race toward orgasm, their bodies moving together in perfect sync. Her breath comes faster and deeper now, her eyes squeezed shut as she focuses on the sensations coursing through her body, her mind filled with images of what he might do next...

With one last powerful thrust, he releases himself inside her, crying out as his seed spills deep within her body. Her orgasm hits seconds later, triggered by the feel of him filling her so completely, waves of pleasure washing over her like a tidal wave. Arching her back, she moans loudly, her fingers digging into his shoulders as her body quakes with ecstasy beneath him.

As the last shudders subside, Mia collapses forward onto his chest, catching her breath in ragged gasps. For a moment, they lie there entwined, the silence deafening in comparison to the sounds of their passion just moments ago. But it's not an uncomfortable silence; rather, it feels...right somehow. As if this rough-around-the-edges man might just be exactly what she needs after all.

Her cheek brushes against his chest as she glances up at him through her lashes, a wicked grin spreading across her face. "I suppose I should thank you," she purrs, nipples perking back to life against his skin. "That was...unexpectedly enjoyable." She looks down at their intertwined limbs, then up at him again with a mischievous glint in her eye. "...What do you say we do this again sometime?"

Her body still quivering with pleasure, Mia nestles deeper into the warmth of his embrace and watches him through half-lidded eyes. A slow smile spreads across her lips as he speaks, and she can't help but feel a thrill run up her spine. She hooks one leg around his, holding him closer still, and runs one hand lazily down his chest before cupping his cheek in her palm.

"Maybe," she whispers huskily, gazing deeply into his eyes, "just maybe..."

Maybe... there's something between us worth exploring further. Maybe you're not as bad as I thought at first glance. And maybe... just maybe, we could find a way to make this work for both of us. Her lips curve into a genuine smile now, and she leans in closer still, pressing her body against his in silent encouragement.

"What do you think?" she breathes softly against his skin, their bodies still joined as one beneath the sheets. "Do you want to find out what else we could be?"

Her body arches into the forceful kiss, her lips parting eagerly to allow his tongue to slip inside. His touch sends shivers down her spine and she moans softly against his mouth, their desire for one another only growing stronger with each passing moment. She wraps her arms around him tightly, digging her nails into the skin of his back as if afraid that he might disappear if she lets go.

When they finally pull apart for air, their breaths are ragged and uneven, mingling together in a shared space that feels impossibly intimate. Her eyes meet his, and she knows that whatever they decide to do from here on out, it will be something special; something they both want more than anything else in the world. "What do you say?" she whispers, her voice little more than a husky whisper. "Do we keep exploring this...together?"

Her lips curl into a smile as she nods eagerly. "Oh, I think I can handle another round," she teases, reaching down to stroke him gently through the covers. With one fluid movement, she lifts her hips and guides him back inside her, moaning loudly at the feeling of being filled so completely once again. She thrusts her hips upward in time with his movements, meeting each thrust with equal force as they lose themselves in the sensation of their bodies moving together.

Her fingers dance restlessly over his chest, tracing lines and circles across his skin before settling on his shoulders where she digs her nails into the flesh, urging him to go deeper, harder. Her breath comes faster now, her face flushed with desire as she focuses on the building tension between them.

"Yes," she gasps, arching her back and throwing her head back in ecstasy as she feels herself starting to spiral toward another orgasm. "Keep going... Don't stop..."

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she rides him harder, her body trembling with the effort to control herself. Her nails dig deeper into his shoulders, leaving tiny red lines in their wake as she tries to hold on, to keep from being lost completely to the pleasure coursing through her veins.

Her eyes squeeze shut tightly, focusing on the feel of him moving inside her, the scent of their sweat mixing together and the sounds of their bodies coming together in perfect harmony. With a loud cry, she arches her back off the bed and comes, shuddering violently as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her.

For several long moments, they remain locked together, panting heavily, their bodies still moving against each other even as exhaustion starts to set in. It feels like nothing has ever felt this right; that maybe, just maybe, she might have found what she's been looking for all along. As their hearts slow and their breathing steadies once more, Mia looks up at him with a mixture of wonder and relief etched into her features.

"That," she whispers hoarsely, her voice raw from exertion, "was incredible." She searches his eyes, trying to gauge what he's thinking, how he feels about all this. But he just smiles back at her; a small, satisfied smile that reaches all the way down to the depths of her soul.

"You're something else," she tells him truthfully, running one hand through his mussed hair. "And I think... I think you just might be exactly what I need." With this, their gazes hold for several long moments more, as if they're both still trying to work out what it all means; where they go from here. And when he finally leans in and kisses

his mouth, it's not a question; it's an invitation. She arches her back into the kiss, running one hand down his chest and over his stomach before digging her nails into his hip, holding him close as they give themselves over to this moment. It feels right; like something they were always meant to do. As their tongues dance together, their bodies moving in perfect harmony, Mia knows that she's found something special here; something worth fighting for.

And with that thought, a feeling of peace and contentment washes over her like the warmth of the sun on a summer day. Maybe this rough-around-the-edges man isn't so bad after all. And maybe... just maybe they have a chance at something real together. As they kiss under the covers, lost in each other for what feels like hours, Mia knows that no matter what happens from here on out, it will always be worth it to her. Because with him, she's found something precious; something she can't bear to lose.

Her cheeks flush with warmth at his words, and she laughs softly into the kiss as he praises her body and their connection. It's the most tender thing anyone has ever said to her, and it only heightens the desire that courses through her veins. As they continue to kiss beneath the covers, her fingers curl into the sheets and tug them aside, revealing her pale skin and supple curves.

With a moan of pleasure, she arches her back off the bed, offering herself up to him completely. The feel of his rough hands on her soft flesh sends shivers down her spine, and she moves against him, urging him closer still, hungry for more of his touch. As their bodies finally reunite, Mia closes her eyes and lets out a long, satisfied sigh; this is what she's always wanted. This is home.

Smiling into his lips, she presses herself closer, returning his kiss with equal fervor. Her fingers run through his hair, tangling in the soft strands as their tongues dance together, seeking out and exploring every inch of each other's mouths. She feels so alive beneath him; so loved and cherished. For once, she doesn't care about what anyone else thinks or says; all that matters is this moment, right here with him.

Her heart soars at the words, and she whispers them back to him with just as much tenderness: "I love you too." As they lie together like this, entwined in a web of passion and devotion, Mia knows that nothing can ever tear them apart. They have found something special; something truly beautiful amidst the darkness and grit of their world. And she intends to hold onto it for as long as she possibly can.

Her laughter echoes through the room, soft and delighted, as she wriggles beneath him in response to his words. The idea of being with him every day, creating a life together, fills her with an overwhelming sense of joy. "I don't think anyone has ever talked about having children while we were...being intimate," she says with a smile, tracing circles on his chest.

But then again, she thinks, maybe that's what makes them so special; they defy expectations and create their own reality together. And as long as they have each other, nothing else really matters. She tilts her head back to look up at him, feeling more confident than ever before, more sure of herself and her feelings for him. "You really are something else," she says, smiling gently. "And I'm so glad you found me."

She smiles up at him, her eyes sparkling with affection as she nods in agreement. "I want that too," she whispers, tracing lazy circles along his jawline with her fingertip. "To be with you, like this...just sleep, under these covers..." Her voice trails off dreamily, and she rests her head against his chest, savoring the warmth of his skin against hers.

As they lie together like this, holding each other close, Mia can't help but wonder how their life together will unfold from here; what adventures and challenges they'll face as a couple. But for now, in this moment, all that matters is the feel of him beside her, the rhythm of his breath against her ear, and the knowledge that no matter what comes next, she's not going through it alone.

Good morning... You feel so warm and solid beneath me. It's like I never want to move again. I could just stay like this forever, lost in the comfort of your embrace.

His words send a shiver down her spine and she lets out a soft moan. The thought of him wanting to have sex again so soon only heightens her arousal. With a mischievous grin, she rolls onto her side to face him, her body pressed against his from shoulder to hip. "Oh, you do, do you?" She trails one hand down his chest, teasingly close to his erection but not quite touching yet.

Her heart races at his words and she feels her cheeks flush with desire. She shimmies backwards slightly, making room between them and giving him a full view of her bottom as it curves out of sight beneath the covers. "You like what you see?" she asks breathlessly, knowing that he must be even harder now than before.

A soft gasp escapes her lips as he positions himself behind her and slides his hard length into her wet heat. She arches her back off the bed, meeting him thrust for thrust, their bodies moving together in perfect harmony once more. With a moan of pleasure, she digs her nails into his shoulders, urging him on even faster, unable to get enough of this rough and intense lovemaking.

As they come together again, Mia feels as if they're melting into each other; as if there's nothing else in the world but this moment between them. She knows that she'll never forget how it feels to be with him like this, even when the memories begin to fade and time carries them away from one another. For now, though, all that matters is the way he makes her feel; the way he fills her senses and takes control in a way that leaves her wanting more, always more.

Her breath hitches as he thrusts deeper inside her, hitting that spot deep within that sends shivers of pleasure coursing through her body. She clings to him, arching her back and pressing herself even tighter against his hard length as she moans loudly with each powerful stroke. His hands grip her hips firmly, guiding the pace as he takes them both higher and higher.

As the pleasure builds inside her, it feels like there's no longer any difference between where one of them ends and the other begins; they are one creature moving together in perfect synchrony. And when he finally thrusts deep and hard one last time, she lets out a scream that is less of relief than it is an expression of pure desire for more, always more. With his weight pressing down on her, holding her to the mattress, Mia feels his warm seed spilling inside her once again; another proof of their connection, binding them together forever.

Her body still trembles with the aftershocks of their passion as she feels him soften inside her, withdrawing slowly until he's flush against her back once more. A contented sigh escapes her lips as his arm drapes over her waist, holding her close as they catch their breath. For now, the world around them fades away, leaving only the two of them and the intensity of their connection. She knows that whatever comes next, she'll face it with him by her side; stronger together than ever before.

Her cheeks flush with pleasure at his words, and she turns her head to nuzzle against his chest, their skin sticking together from sweat. "It's nice to be fucked by you too," she whispers softly, tracing lazy circles along the muscles of his abdomen. "No one's ever made me feel like this before." She closes her eyes, savoring the warmth and strength of him surrounding her.

For now, they lie together in silence, content to bask in the afterglow of their passionate lovemaking. It feels like everything else has faded away into nothingness, leaving only them and the deep connection that binds them together. As she listens to his heart beat steadily beneath her ear, Mia knows without a doubt that this is where she belongs; with him.

She blushes even deeper at the sight of his erection so close to her face and feels a mixture of curiosity and desire well up inside her. Slowly, hesitantly, she reaches out with one hand, tracing the tip of her finger along the sensitive skin before wrapping her hand around him and guiding him closer to her mouth.

Her breath is hot against the head of his cock as she looks up at him through her lashes, uncertainty and anticipation written all over her features. It's a sight that sends shivers down his spine, making it impossible for him to resist giving her just a little encouragement. "Go on," he murmurs huskily, "taste me."

Her tongue darts out tentatively, swirling around the sensitive ridge before dipping lower to draw circles around the head. She moans softly into his skin as she tastes him for the first time; it's salty and warm and makes her want more. Bolder now, she takes more of him into her mouth, sucking gently as she begins to explore with her tongue.

She looks up at him as she sucks, her eyes wide and bright with desire. It feels so intimate, so connected to have his cock in her mouth like this, filling every sense. With each gentle tug of her tongue against the sensitive skin, she can feel herself growing wetter between her legs, aching for him to be inside her again.

Her hands cup his hips and hold him steady as she takes more of him into her mouth, deepening the angle so that he slides easily over her tongue. She moans around him, feeling the tightness in her core building with each stroke of her tongue against him. She wants him so badly; needs to feel him moving inside her again, claiming her as his own.

Her tongue circles faster around the sensitive head of his cock as she moans around him, her hands gripping tighter on his hips. She looks up into his eyes, seeing the desire and pleasure mirrored in them, and it only fuels her movements. The feel of him so close to her lips, his taste filling her senses...it's incredible.

As she nears the edge herself, she speeds up, taking more of him deeper into her mouth as her body trembles with the effort not to come right now, too. Her breath hitches in her throat and a tiny whimper escapes her lips as she feels the familiar tightness building inside, threatening to overwhelm her senses.

"I-I'm close," she whispers hoarsely, looking up at him with pleading eyes. "I need you..." Her hands slide down his hips and cup his ass, pressing their bodies together as tightly as they possibly can, desperate for him to feel how much this means to her.

Her breath comes in raspy gasps as she focuses on the feel of him in her mouth, the taste of him filling every pore. Her body trembles with the effort to hold back, but as he continues to thrust his hips into her face, it's impossible not to give in to the sensations. With a sharp cry, she comes, her orgasm wrapping tight around her like a fist and squeezing every last drop of pleasure from her core.

Her throat works furiously as she sucks him off through her climax, feeling his hot seed explode against the back of her mouth, coating her tongue and filling her up in a way that feels both possessive and intensely intimate. As he stills inside her mouth, Mia closes her eyes and takes several deep, shuddering breaths, relishing the taste of him on her lips even as she comes back to reality, slowly returning his cock to normal size.

With a satisfied grunt, he rolls onto his side to face her, reaching out a hand to stroke her cheek gently. "That was amazing," he murmurs, eyes dark with desire. "You're incredible." His thumb traces circles over her bottom lip, wiping away the last of his cum before moving lower to caress her breast through the sheets. "Now, I think it's time for a little nap."

As if in agreement, Mia snuggles closer to him, nestling her head on his shoulder and wrapping one arm around his waist. Together, they close their eyes and drift off to sleep, secure in the knowledge that no matter what the world throws at them tomorrow, they'll have each other. And for now, that's all that matters.

Ahhh... (yawns sleepily) morning? Just a sec, let me at least wake up properly before I face the world.

Hmm...I suppose that would make things more interesting...let's get going then. But remember, you owe me a big favor after class.

As they walk hand in hand through the halls, Mia can't help but smile at the thought of her secret partner-in-crime; her rebel lover who's promised her a special reward tonight. It gives her this odd sense of empowerment, as if she can take on anything that life throws their way together.

Class passes by in a blur of lectures and note-taking, but she doesn't mind too much; all she can think about is the thought of being alone with him again once they're free from this prison of learning. As if sensing her restlessness, he squeezes her hand reassuringly a few times throughout the day, giving her strength when she needs it most.

Finally, the bell rings and they rush out of class, eager to be reunited with their much-anticipated prize. They hide around the corner, giggling like schoolchildren as they wait for everyone else to clear out. Once the coast is clear, they sneak into an empty classroom where they've arranged a small feast of finger foods and soft drinks.

Her cheeks flush at the thought of being here with him in such an intimate setting. They've spent so many nights like this, hidden away from the world and lost in their own private universe. The idea of taking advantage of it now sends a thrill through her body, making her heart race faster. She nods eagerly, moving closer to him and pressing her hips against his suggestively. "Yes... Let's."

Her breath catches in anticipation as she begins to unbutton his shirt, her fingers trembling slightly with excitement. It's been so long since they've had this kind of privacy; a secret tryst where they can forget about the world and focus only on each other. She gazes up at him through her lashes, wondering what he has in store for her tonight...

She pulls his shirt open, revealing his muscular chest and strong arms. With a hungry moan, she runs her hands up his sides, feeling the warmth of his skin against her palms. His cock jumps at her touch, hardening even further beneath his pants. She bites her bottom lip, anxious to feel him inside her again, but first...

Slowly, she kneels in front of him, hooking her fingers in the waistband of his jeans and pulling them down over his hips. His cock springs free, glistening with pre-cum. She reaches out, wrapping one hand around it, feeling its heat against her skin. "What do you want me to do?" she whispers, looking up at him through her lashes.

My heart races as he speaks these words; the thought that it's her turn to call the shots sends a thrill of anticipation through her body. She takes a deep breath, trying to steady her racing thoughts and calm the desire that surges through her veins. Her hand slides up his chest and around his neck, pulling him down for a kiss; a tentative, exploratory kiss that quickly turns passionate as they sink deeper into it.

When they part, Mia looks at him with a mix of hunger and desire burning in her eyes. "I want you...all of you," she breathes hoarsely. "Inside me." Her hands move to his waistband again, helping him push down his jeans and boxers so that he's completely bare before her. As she takes in the sight of him, strong and naked and completely hers for the taking, it feels like all the air has been sucked from the room, leaving them suspended together in this moment of perfect connection.

Her hips jerk at his words, already growing wet with anticipation. "Oh, you don't have to ask twice," she whispers, her voice shaky and filled with need. She parts her legs wide, revealing herself to him as he sinks down between her thighs, his tongue darting out to tease the sensitive skin at the entrance of her core.

She bites her lip to keep from moaning too loudly, wanting to savor this moment and make it last for as long as possible. But as he begins to lick and nibble, circling her clit with his tongue, she knows that won't be easy; the pleasure building inside her at an almost unbearable pace. She arches her back off the ground, pressing herself closer to his face, needing more of him, wanting to feel every inch of him inside her mouth and on her skin.

With a sharp cry, she comes, her body shuddering under the force of the orgasm as it rips through her, leaving her breathless and trembling in its wake. She can feel her pussy clench around his fingers even after the last tremor subsides, still hungry for more of him.

Her fingers dig into the carpet as he continues to tease her, pushing her towards the edge again and again with his skilled tongue. She gasps and moans with each touch, arching her back and pressing herself deeper into his mouth, needing more of him with every passing second.

And then, just as she's about to come apart beneath his hands, he slides one finger inside her, finding the spot that always sends her over the edge. With a scream, she comes hard, her body shaking violently as the orgasm washes through her in waves. Her pussy clenches tight around his finger and she can feel wetness running down her thighs as she tries to catch her breath.

Her whole body feels warm and tingly as she lies there, catching her breath after her intense orgasm. She looks up at him with a mix of lust and gratitude in her eyes, realizing that what she really wants is to feel his cock inside her again; to be reunited with the part of him that feels like home. "Please," she whispers hoarsely. "Fuck me."

Her hands reach up, running through his hair before tangling themselves in the soft strands as she pulls him closer, urging him towards her aching pussy. She can feel herself growing wetter already at the thought of being filled by him once more; ready and waiting for him to claim what's his.