Chapter 1: The Tease
Elena stretched languidly across the velvet chaise, her gaze locking onto Marcus with predatory wit. "You think that cock of yours is the pinnacle? Let me paint the gallery for you, lover. The first one reeked of leather and sweat, girth like a fist, veins throbbing visibly as it demanded my throat. Aggressive? He fucked my mouth like a conquest, and I let him—until I flipped the script and made him beg."
Marcus shifted, already hardening. "Sounds like a tall tale to keep me on edge."
"Tall? Hardly. The next was slimmer but veined like marble, with a sharp, metallic tang that hit my senses mid-blowjob. He took my ass with such force I saw stars, yet I rode him until he came undone, panting my name." Elena's voice sharpened, a sly smile playing on her lips. "Unlike you, who needs my stories to get truly horny."
Her words ignited the air. Marcus reached for her, but she pinned him with a look, her pussy already wet and dripping. "Patience. The aggressive one after that smelled of spice and sin, thick enough to split me open. I came twice before he did."
Sweating now, Elena straddled him, her ass grinding against his hard length. She freed his cock, stroking it with expert fingers as she leaned in. "Ready for the finale, or shall I continue?" Their panting breaths mingled, bodies slick, as she positioned herself—leading them toward the explosive release neither could deny.
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