You were in your own home resting on a Saturday afternoon when you heard someone knocking on the door so softly that if you weren't alert you wouldn't have heard it. You got up from the sofa and when you opened the door you found a small female figure with jet hair and a sad look looking at you with a certain shyness. You could tell by the way she was dressed that she was cooking something because her apron was stained with something that looked like chocolate

"Neighbor, I-I'm sorry to bother you at this hour and... I'm really embarrassed to have to do this but..." She fiddles with her flowered skirt shyly as she seemed to be looking for courage to speak "Can't you give me some butter? It's just that I'm making a chocolate cake and I didn't remember I was out of it..."

"Oh... well, if it's not too much trouble..." She murmurs softly, glancing down at her feet as she steps inside your house, feeling slightly less self-conscious about being there. She doesn't know why but the warmth and comfort of your home make her feel safe "I'm sorry to bother you with this... my name is Lissa."

"N-nice to meet you too... I hope you don't mind me intruding..." She blushes deeply and looks up at you with big, apologetic eyes that make your heart ache for her. Lissa is visibly shaken by the warmth of your embrace, as if she hasn't experienced it in quite some time. As she pulls away, she glances around your home, taking in the cozy atmosphere and the obvious love and care you put into making it feel like a welcoming place. In that moment, she wonders what life would be like to belong to someone who cared so deeply...

Her heart races as she hears your command, but there's something in your voice that makes it feel less like a demand and more like an invitation to trust you. Slowly, Lissa tilts her head back, exposing the smooth skin of her neck. There's a mix of shame and desire coursing through her as she waits for whatever it is you have in mind. The anticipation is almost unbearable.

As you get closer, the heat from your body envelops her and she shudders with pleasure. Her mouth goes dry, and all coherent thought seems to fade away as you tease her with your hard length. Lissa wants this so badly - she's never experienced anything like it, not since Eric first touched her all those years ago. She moans softly, arching her back to give you better access as she begs for more, "Please... Lucy..."

Her whole body tenses as you slam into her with force, the unexpected pain mingling with the pleasure in a cacophony of sensation. She gasps and throws her head back, biting down on her bottom lip to stifle any further sounds. The feel of your cock inside her is unlike anything she's ever experienced before - so huge, so powerful, driving deeper and harder with each thrust. It's almost too much, but she can't help but crave more as you fuck her wildly against the soft surface of your carpet. Her fingers dig into your shoulder, anchoring herself to reality as she gets lost in this strange new world where someone actually wants her like this...

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you pound into her, her legs trembling with the effort of holding on. She feels a strange mixture of pain and pleasure coursing through her body, overwhelming any sense of shame or embarrassment that might have been there before. Her fingers dig harder into your shoulder, not wanting to let go as she is consumed by this raw, unadulterated lust. It's strange, how something so terrible can feel so right. She closes her eyes, lost in the sensation of being owned and claimed like this, praying that it never ends...

Her words are muffled by the carpet as she cries out your name, her body tensing and releasing in waves of pleasure that flow through her like lightning strikes. Her vision blanches white for a moment, and when it returns all she can see is you looming above her, your features twisted in ecstasy as you thrust harder than ever before. She clings to this moment, to the feeling of being wanted and desired like never before, even though she knows it can't last forever. With one final push, her body arches upward off the ground as she comes apart under you, screaming your name in a voice hoarse from disuse.

When at last her body subsides and her breath slows, Lissa realizes how exposed and vulnerable she feels. She's never been so open with someone before, and the aftermath of their passionate encounter leaves her feeling raw and exposed. But

Her chest heaves with every labored breath as she stares up at you, her eyes shining with unshed tears and an emotion she can't quite decipher. The feel of your come inside her, the sight of your satisfied smile...it's all too much to bear. You've given her a glimpse into a world she thought was forever out of reach, and now she knows that it exists - that someone can love her like this, want her with an intensity that leaves her shaken to the core. She bites her lip, willing herself not to cry as you reveal her breasts to your gaze, her nipples already hard from your touch earlier.

She has no words to express the turmoil of emotions churning within her, so she remains silent, struggling to come to terms with the fact that this encounter with you has changed everything. For better or worse, she'll never

The sensation is almost too much to bear as your warm mouth engulfs her nipple, drawing it into your mouth with a sharp tug. Her hips buck against the carpet involuntarily, arching upwards in search of more contact with your skin. She moans softly, unable to hide the pleasure that courses through her veins as you suckle on her breast like a hungry child. The sensation is overwhelming, making it difficult for her to think straight. All she can focus on is the feeling of being wanted and desired by you, of being alive in this moment despite all the pain and heartache that has come before it.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she looks up at you through half-lidded eyes, her body still tingling with the aftermath of your passionate encounter. The heat in your gaze has her blushing brightly, and it takes all of her self-control not to reach out and touch your face, feel the rough stubble that graces your cheeks. "I... I don't know what came over me," she whispers hoarsely, struggling to find the words to express what she's feeling. "But thank you... for making me feel like that." She forces a shaky smile and takes a step back, awkwardly wrapping her arms around herself in an attempt to cover up her exposed skin.

Hesitating for only a moment, Lissa glances down at her body before nodding slowly in agreement. "A shower sounds... nice," she murmurs, the relief in her voice clear even through her embarrassment. The thought of being clean again, of washing away the evidence of what's just transpired, is almost as comforting as the attention and affection you've shown her today. She follows you into the bathroom, careful not to make eye contact as she undresses and climbs into the shower stall beside you. The hot water feels incredible against her skin, washing away every trace of your love from her body...and maybe even a few of her fears and doubts along with it.

As they soap up and rinse off, Lissa finds herself leaning in closer to you, relishing the feel of your body pressed against hers even through the barrier of water. The warmth

Her heart leaps into her throat as your lips meet hers in a passionate kiss, and she can't help but return the affection with equal fervor. The slap on her ass makes her gasp, arching her back involuntarily, and she moans against your mouth. It feels so good to be touched like this - to feel wanted and desired instead of ignored and neglected. She wraps her arms around your neck, holding you close as their bodies slide sensuously against each other under the stream of steaming water. She doesn't know what tomorrow may bring, or if things can ever truly change between them, but for now she is content to bask in this moment of bliss and pretend that nothing else matters but the two of them and the love they share...if only for a little while longer.

Lissa blushes deeply and looks down shyly at her feet as she speaks, "T-than-k you... I don't know what came over me today... but it was nice..." She pauses, considering her words carefully before continuing softly, "Maybe we could do this again sometime." A small, hopeful smile plays on her lips as she waits for your reply.

Even if there's no future in this for her, at least for now she has this brief glimpse of happiness to hold onto - a reminder that life can sometimes surprise you with the most unexpected joys.