drops phone revealing a photo of you and your friends from the beach oh I’m, hi… she ties to cover herself

I sputter slightly as he picks it up, heat spreading through my cheeks even more. Ohgod... that was private! But he didn't seem angry or disgusted... and he did say I could do whatever I wanted if we...I shiver at the thought. Maybe this game isn't so bad after all? "W-well it was just for fun..." I manage to stammer out, averting my eyes.

"A-a... tongue?" I echo uncertainly, still trying not to blush too hard. It wouldn't do to make things look desperate! "W-well... I guess..."

I glance over at him out of the corner of my eye, biting my lip as I picture it in my mind. His long tongue sliding against me, teasing and driving me wild... God he could be so talented with that thing...."Okay then," I finally say, nodding slowly. "Go for it."

I moan, arching my back slightly as he presses his tongue against me. It feels incredible, better than anything I could have imagined. His hand on my breast adds a new level of sensation that makes it nearly impossible to think about anything else but how good this feels. God, if this is what it's like with him now... I can only imagine how amazing it will be once we actually do... everything."Ohh fuck," I gasp, my hips beginning to move up and down against his face despite the awkward angle of our legs. "Don't stop..."

I cry out, the pleasure becoming almost unbearable as he hits just the right spots inside me. My hips begin moving wildly against his face now, desperate for release. It feels so good I can hardly stand it, but at the same time I never want this to end. "Oh God, Mathonwy..." I whisper brokenly, arching my back further as waves of pleasure roll through me.

And then it hits, so hard and intense that for a moment everything goes white around the edges. My whole body shudders with release and I moan his name over and over again until finally my vision clears and I can focus on him again.

I look down at him, still lost in those blue eyes as he watches me. "That was..." I take a breath, unable to find the words. "It was amazing."

I glance down at him, unable to keep the smile from spreading across my face. "You know..." I start, tilting my head thoughtfully as he slowly fingers me once more. "...you're really good at this."

He hums in agreement, his tongue working against me. The sounds he makes only add to the incredible sensations washing over me. "So what else have you been thinking about?" I ask, my voice slightly shaky as I wonder just how far he plans on taking things tonight. "I'm game for anything."

His eyes flash in amusement at my words. "Anything at all?"

My heart leaps into my throat at his words. The thought of him taking me like that... filling me up until I can't move... God, it feels so decadent just thinking about it. "You... you wouldn't..." I manage to stammer out, voice coming out breathless and shaky. But there's something else beneath the shock, a thrill of anticipation that makes my body tremble with eagerness. I've never been taken quite like this before, and the thought of letting him do it... being his completely for one night... it's enough to make me forget about everything else in the world except the feel of his tongue against me, his fingers buried deep inside. I arch my back again, moaning loudly as pleasure washes over me once more. "Just... show me what it would be like..." I whisper hoarsely. "Let's see if we can make it to tomorrow."

I let out a strangled moan as he fingers me harder, his tongue working against my G-Spot with expert precision. It feels like every nerve in my body is alight with pleasure, and the sensation only intensifies when I feel him slip another finger inside of me, stretching me so sweetly I can barely stand it. "Fuck..." I gasp out as wave after wave of pleasure washes over me. His fingers move expertly within me, hitting all the right spots in exactly the right way. I'm so close... I'm close to coming apart at the seams just from this.... With one final thrust of his tongue and a rough push of his fingers, I explode, my body shuddering with release as I cry out his name over and over again. My vision blurs and my limbs grow weak beneath me, but still he doesn't stop, fingers curling deeper inside until it feels like they're touching something else entirely. When at last the tremors subside, he slips a thumb against my opening, teasing me senseless as I struggle to catch my breath. "So... good..." I manage to croak out between shuddering gasps. "That was..." My words trail off into nothing as he presses his thumb against something that makes every nerve in my body stand up and pay attention. "You're so wet for me," he whispers, voice hoarse with need. His eyes burn into mine, holding mine captive even as my body trembles with desire for more. "I want to feel you all around me."And then his fingers slip free, leaving me aching and empty once again. I moan at the loss of him inside me, only to have him press the tip of one wet finger against my lips. I part them automatically, suckling at

"O-okay," I manage to choke out as he pushes forward. The sensation of his huge cock stretching me nearly hurts at first, but then it feels... amazing. So full and right. He keeps moving slowly at first, letting my body adjust to the size of him before thrusting deeper. I can feel every inch of him inside me now, stretching and filling me completely. My legs shake as I try to bear his weight, but he seems to sense this, slowing down further until he's practically still inside me. His hands slide up my waist, fingers digging into the flesh there possessively. "This okay?" He asks between ragged breaths, glancing down at me with a look that's almost worried. It's enough to send a wave of desire coursing through my body, making me arch up against him.

I feel so exposed and wanton like this, completely at his mercy. "Don't... stop," I groan out. "Just go slow. And... hard." My voice comes out barely above a whisper, but he must hear it because with a low growl, he begins to move once more. It feels amazing, the way he thrusts into me so slowly yet so deeply that every motion seems to hit some new spot inside me. He's almost hypnotic like this, his body slick with sweat and his eyes locked on mine as he fucks me senseless. The bed creaks beneath us as I moan and squirm against him, trying to get closer still. With every passing moment, the pleasure grows more intense, building within me until it feels like it's about to explode out of my skin. And then... just when I think I can't take another thrust without coming apart... he slows down even further

I cry out as his lips close around my nipple, tugging sharply as he sucks. It feels incredible, the dual sensations of his mouth on me and his cock inside me threatening to push me over the edge. My hands roam restlessly across his back, digging into his skin as I arch up against him. "So... full..." I manage to gasp out between moans. It feels impossibly good, like my body was made just for this. His hips begin to move a little faster now, matching the urgency of my pleading cries. I can feel every inch of him sliding in and out of me, hitting that spot inside me with each thrust that sends waves of pleasure rolling through me. With one last desperate thrust, he groans deep in his chest before his hips stutter to a halt. His lips find my ear, breath hot against my skin as he whispers, "I'm going to come soon... Lanie." I moan at the sound of my name on his lips, feeling him withdraw slightly only to slam back inside me with more force than before. His thrusts grow rougher now, no longer leisurely and controlled but hard and demanding. The mattress beneath us is a tangle of sheets and sweat as we move together, our bodies growing slick with exertion. My nails dig into his skin, leaving red lines across his back in my effort to touch him everywhere at once. The pleasure builds higher and higher until it becomes almost unbearable, every part of me trembling with need. I can feel him getting closer now, the rhythm of his thrusts growing more erratic as he nears the brink. And then, finally, with a hoarse cry that seems to come from somewhere deep within him, his hips slam

I cry out as the pleasure crashes over me like a wave, my body shuddering with release as I come apart beneath him. "Oh God!" I moan, arching my back so far it hurts as the orgasm wracks my entire body. His hands steady me, holding me upright while his hips continue to move, slowly milking the last of his release from his cock. When at last he stills inside me, I feel a hot rush between my legs as his hand continues to massage my sensitive bud. He rests his forehead against mine, our chests rising and falling in unison as we catch our breath. It's... almost intimate, this moment that feels so different from the rest of our encounter. "Wow..." I manage to whisper hoarsely once my body finally begins to steady itself. "That was... incredible." I'm not sure if it's just the afterglow speaking or if he really is as good as I think he is, but either way it feels amazing. My lips part slightly as I lean in, pressing a gentle kiss against his jaw before pulling away with a shy smile. "Thank you."

"You're... welcome." It sounds lame even to my ears, but I don't know what else to say. The truth is, this was more than just sex for me. It was an experience that left me feeling... cherished in a way I never expected. And the fact that he knows how good he made me feel only makes it all the sweeter. I rest my head against his chest, listening to his heartbeat slowly begin to return to normal as we lie together in silence. The air between us feels almost... comfortable now, despite everything that's happened. Like maybe this isn't just a game for him, either. I can only hope that feeling lasts. "We should probably... you know..." I mumble, nodding toward the door. "Clean up and stuff."

I take him in my hand, stroking the length gently before taking him into my mouth. His taste is still so strong on me, but it's not unpleasant. In fact, I find myself enjoying the salty tang as I suck and lick at his shaft, determined to leave him satisfied for however long it takes her to get back. It feels good having something to focus on after everything that just happened, and the way he moans encouragingly deep in his throat only spurs me on. I bob my head up and down, taking more of him into my mouth each time until he fills me completely. His hips begin to thrust shallowly against my face, urging me on as I continue to suck and lick at him with abandon. It's exhilarating, this power over his pleasure... this knowledge that I have the ability to make him feel so good. And for now, it feels like more than enough. After what seems like an eternity but is probably only a few minutes, he groans and comes hard into my mouth, filling my throat with hot cum. I swallow obediently, feeling it slide down my throat as he relaxes against the headboard with a satisfied sigh. When I pull back, his hands cup my face tenderly, thumbs brushing away any remaining drops of cum from my lips. "Thank you," he whispers hoarsely. "That was perfect." I feel my cheeks flush at his words and the compliment behind them. Perfect? Maybe it was... maybe this whole thing wasn't just a game to him, after all. Or maybe we were both just too into our roles to realize what was happening until now. Either way, I find myself grateful that things turned out the way they did tonight. "You're welcome," I manage to

It feels so right being here like this, in his arms. Like we were meant to be together somehow, even though it was all just pretend. The thought makes me want to stay like this forever, curled up against him and forgetting about everything else. But I know the time will come when we have to go back to our lives... our realities... where none of this ever happened.

But for now, with his lips on mine and his strong arms holding me close, I can almost pretend that it's all real. That maybe there really is something between us... even if it is just a game. And as the night wears on and our kisses deepen, becoming more urgent and hungry, I have to wonder... maybe this isn't just some simple roleplaying game after all. Maybe it's so much more than that.

I gasp as he pushes inside of me, the feeling so foreign but so... right somehow. His hands move up and down my back, massaging me softly as he starts to thrust slowly at first before picking up speed. I arch my back against him, moaning into the kiss as he hits that spot deep inside me with every thrust. It feels amazing, having him in both of my holes like this. Like we're completely connected, our bodies moving together in perfect harmony despite the fact that everything else is a lie. The truth doesn't matter right now, not when all that matters is the feel of his skin against mine and the pleasure he's giving me with every thrust. His kisses grow more demanding, hungry for my mouth as his hips begin to move faster, pushing him deeper inside of me with each stroke. His hands move up to my breasts now, tugging at my nipples roughly until I'm moaning and squirming against him in ecstasy. And then, just as I think I can't possibly take any more of this amazing sensation... He lets out a guttural groan deep in his throat, hips stuttering to a halt as he comes hard inside me, filling me up until there's nothing left but the feel of him and the afterglow of our incredible fuck. And even then, he doesn't let go. His arms tighten around me, holding me close while his lips find my neck, sucking gently at the sensitive skin. I can almost believe that this is real... that maybe we do belong together somehow... anything to keep feeling like this for just a little bit longer. As if sensing my thoughts, he nips playfully at my ear before whispering against it, "Fuck, Lanie... you are so good

My heart skips a beat at his words. "Exclusive...?" I repeat, trying to process what he's saying. We were just pretending, weren't we? But somehow, in the middle of all this... it feels different now. Like maybe there is something more here. Something real.

I take a deep breath before nodding slowly. "Okay," I whisper, not quite able to believe what I'm saying even as the words leave my lips. "We can try that."

His eyes widen in surprise and then warm with relief, like he was afraid I might say no. He pulls back slightly, cupping my cheek in his hand before leaning down and pressing a soft kiss to my lips. "I'm so glad you said yes," he whispers against them. "Because the thought of anyone else having you... it just didn't feel right."

I blush at his words, feeling a rush of happiness spread through me like wildfire. Maybe this isn't just a game after all... maybe it was never supposed to be. And if that's true... then I think we might have found something truly amazing together.

As we lay there tangled together in the aftermath of our lovemaking, I can feel a sense of peace wash over me like warm sunlight. It's as if everything that happened tonight somehow changed everything between us... made it real in a way neither of us expected. And even though my legs are aching and I know we should probably go get breakfast or something, I don't want this moment to end.

I rest my head on his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat as I trace lazy patterns across his bare skin with my fingertips. "Thank you for last night," I whisper softly after a while. "It meant more than you'll ever know."

He hums in response, kissing the top of my head before brushing a hand through my hair, his touch gentle and reassuring. "You're welcome," he says quietly. "And thank you... for giving me this chance." There's something so sincere in his voice that I can't help but believe that maybe... just maybe, we really did find something special here tonight. Something worth holding on to for as long as it lasts. And even though I know things aren't always perfect and relationships take work, I'm more than willing to give this a shot with him. After all, who knows where it might lead us?