She Can Feel The Air Cool Against Her Cunt, Making Her Clench At The Tease And The Need To Be Touched

it's a relief even to simply have her body pressed against his hard on, groaning softly as his fingers flex against her waist. he won't risk pushing the boundaries further without her lead. "i will." he murmurs quietly in return, dark eyes glued to her own as he brushes his hand along her waist. "then i'll earn it." he groans in surprise when she starts to move her body against his, pressing her closer as his forehead settles against her own. he almost can't believe she's finally touching him again after all this time. he's even more shocked when she kisses him and he feels her hand gripping him over his pants. he groans loudly, ducking his head back down to kiss her again. "you have no idea how much i think about you." he has to urge himself not to thrust into her hand, his own palm sliding over her breast instead. "i'd give anything to be inside you again. to be close to you like that."

Harriet shouldn't have been surprised when Tomas pulled her into his lap. Right away she gasped at the feeling his erect cock pressing against her. "I trust that you'll try," she whispers not wanting to get her hopes up for anything. It was beyond obvious that he wanted her she just wasn't completely ready to give into him yet. "I know you do, I just need a little more time. For you to earn it. To show me you aren't going to hurt me." She whispers already starting to grind herself against him. Of course she's starting to get wet herself but she has faith he would respect she doesn't want sex tonight. She is willing to give him a little something though. "Tell me how bad," she whispered lightly kissing his lips as her hand reached between them to start stroking his cock. "Tell me how bad you want me."

JESSICA CHASTAIN. ELLE Spain Magazine.

she feels like an imbecile merely standing there staring at him, robbed of words. what had occurred between them had long since ended, him shooting the final blow when he walked away and left her heart in tattered pieces. despite that, she always thought she would have the comfort f his presence in the castle at least, knowledge that she could walk down a hall and catch sight of them, that she could stroll in the gardens with their son while noah was nearby just so they could spend some time together without suspicion. yet his words of leaving suck the very life from her, frown tugging at her lips. "you can't." she says lamely, shaking her head as she sucked in a deep breath. "please, noah, i - " she cuts herself off, stopping the words from passing her lips and making this all the more difficult for the both of them. "i don't want you to go. i know this is difficult, but to never see each other again? is that truly better?"

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"I have spoken with the king, and he has agreed to my request. I will be leaving in 2 days time." Noah had witnessed many horrific things as a knight. The nightmares of war haunted his dreams quite often. Even with those grisly memories, Noah carried on with his head held high. If he could withstand all that weight on his shoulders, what was a little more? Perhaps falling in love with a woman he could not have? Maybe watching her bear his own child, only to claim it belongs to another? One man could only take so much. Noah had to escape this hell on Earth. With the King's permission, he was granted a new position, serving the King's brother. He would be moved to another castle, miles away from the one he was trying to flee from. Before his departure, Noah wished to tie up any loose ends. Although he had ended the affair with the mother of his child some time ago, she still staked claim on his heart. Leaving without telling her goodbye felt too cowardly. They had been through too much.

"You must understand.. I simply cannot continue to stand by and endure."

every part of him is one fire, alight with the flame of desire that she lit the spark to. he hadn't expected her to want to touch him again anytime soon, had barely been touched in the years since his wife passed, and it's driving him to madness. the simple touch of her hand has his eyes closing initially, soft grunts leaving his lips as he forces himself to remain still and not eagerly thrust into her hand. "fuck, harriet." he breathes, gasping quietly when he feels her hand slide under his clothes, gripping him bear and causing his eyes to flash open so he could look at her. his groan becomes even louder when she speaks in spanish, hot desire coursing through him as he loses his composure, hips thrusting up into her hand. "is this alright?" he questions, seeking her permission for his hand on her breast, thumb brushing softly across her nipple. "you feel so fucking good, sweetheart."

Being wit him like this again reminds Harriet of that first night together. When she was so attracted to him it hurt. Even if she was still upset about what happened after they slept together - it was impossible not to realize how attractive Tomas is. Even the sound of his voice promising to earn her trust turns her on. Yet at the same time she needs to keep her resolve, not give into him right away. Although she doesn't mind the natural way his hands move over her body. He's the only man she's let touch her in years, even before her divorce. Other women may think she was insane for rebuffing his advances for turning him down. They would kill to have anyone fawn over them like he was doing now. Harriet pushed away the waistband of his boxers to wrap her hand around his cock, eagerly stroking him. "And someday you might," she whispered into his ear not wanting to lead him on. "Right now though you get what I give you Tomas." Then to make it even more sensual for him she switched to speaking Spanish, "I'll please you until you earn the right to please me again."

he can't take his eyes off of her as she moves, throat straining against the bottle, a mess of white leaving her lips. and making him long to recreate the scene in another way. he's got an easy grin on his face, hand reaching across to take one of her breasts in his hand, squeezing and brushing his thumb across her nipple. "that's a good fucking slut." he laughs, glances around at the circle of people, each one of them entranced by the woman giving them a show. he lets go of her hair when she pulls back, hand moving to gently hold her jaw and rub the drool from her chin, sliding down wet skin until he's brushing against her nipple again. "that right, is it? you can take more?" he reaches for the buckle of his belt, popping it open before sliding down his fly, eyes on her rather than all the people watching. "come here and show me." he takes his cock out of his pants, palming over it as he leans back in the chair.

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the way he praises her only manages to stimulate her further. a desperate, needy moan humming from her lips while her mouth was so full, the vibrations adding to the already fizzy mess she was creating. with her chest exposed, she arched her back, allowing for the show she was putting on to be all the more explicit. picking up her pace, she bobbed her head up and down, taking in the neck of the bottle, letting it plunge into the back of her throat while she looked up and made eye contact with anyone she could. there was warmth pooling between her thighs, the champagne mixed with her own spit began to slide down her chin, her throat, and down to her chest before he liquid hung from her erect nipples and dropped to the floor. "f-fuck." she gasped, pulling her mouth away, gasping for air and laughing as though she was high and far too aroused for her own good. the attention they had given her, the way they looked at her like she was something they needed to devour right there, was driving her wild. "told you i could take it all. hell, i bet i can take even more."

this afternoon might be the time i actually write the remaining character blurbs for my muse page lads

me while plotting: let’s do a slow burn thing with them!! just imagine the angst and the journey they go through before becoming a couple!! i’m so excited!!

me literally four fucking days later: so do u want me to write the starter for their wedding or do u wanna do it

he's always been a selfish man. whenever he has something or someone who caught his eye, he would pursue it without ever pausing to consider whether or not she deserves it. when it came to holly though, he knew that he deserved her. that he'd changed because he met her, became a far better man to her than he ever planned on being. developed feelings for her that he wasn't sure he was capable of before he'd met her. a grin pulls his mouth wide when she finally agrees, nodding his head and raising a hand to brush her hair from her face, gripping her jaw gently a moment later. "yeah alright, doll, you take the reigns on this one. i don't care when we go as long as we go." he leans down, mouth covering her own in a hungry kiss, holding her jaw in place while his other hand presses against her lower back. "you must love me a whole bunch to want to run away with me, huh?"

This opportunity was something that Holly knew was rare and completely selfish. Yet at this point in her life she felt as if she had made decisions based on keeping everyone else happy. While no one did the same for her in return. Considering how dangerous it would be to run away with him she knew it would have to be done in secret. The only people she would feel guilt over leaving behind were her sisters and her parents, she had faith they would be fine though. Now she needed to do something for herself. With a deep breath she moved closer to Dante gently nodding her head. "Okay let's do this then. But I'm not just randomly leaving with you now. This weekend, my husband will be out of town. I'll send my kids somewhere gives me time to get my shit in order. If you really want me, you'll wait a few more days if it means having me all to yourself forever. Yeah?"

she knows damn well that she shouldn't be doing this with hunter, but she's never really been one to follow rules. she had married for lust over love and when her husband stopped pleasing her the way she liked, her son had well and truly stepped up to the plate. it sends a thrill through her to know that they could get caught at any moment in such a compromising position. her lips locked on his, her ass bare and stinging from the way he'd spanked her for being such a tease. moaning into his mouth, she grinds her wet pussy against his cock, slicking it up as she grips his hair. "why yes i do considering it got me exactly what i wanted. all today while preparing for this party all i've been able to think of is having that cock inside me." she reaches for the top of her dress, sliding the straps down her shoulders and pushing it down until her breasts are bare for him. "please fill me up, hunter. i need it."

Hunter has had enough of her actions lately and right now all he wanted was to teach her the lesson she deserved. Especially after the way she had acted all evening around him. The constant eye contact with him , the brushing against him every time he passed through hallways and not to mention her touching his ass. This entire time he hadn't been able to get his hands on her because she was hosting this party and there were a lot of people around. It was nothing but torture for hunter to have ensure this the entire time. Finally when he saw an opportunity he took her into a private room so he could have his way with her. Her ass was already red from the spanks he had given her as he had her in exactly the position he wanted. His cock was pressed against her from behind while he kissed her back hungrily. By all means they shouldn't be doing this considering the fact that she was his step mom and they both would be in a lot of trouble if they were ever caught but he simply didn't care for it. "I don't care. Right now all I care about is teaching you the lesson. You think you are so clever don't you. Constantly teasing me and driving me crazy for you in front of everyone. " He said to her.