
Jake's face burned a deep crimson. He tried to stifle a laugh, but his eyes remained locked on Hannah.
"Stop laughing and watch," she murmured.
Her fingers hooked into the thin strap of her thong. She bit her lower lip, her eyes searching for a reaction.
"You're teasing me," Jake said.
"Maybe I am. Do you like the view?"
She slid the fabric down slowly. The lace dropped to the floor, exposing her bare, hairless mound. A thick, translucent string of sweet honey trailed down the curve of her inner thigh, glistening under the dim light. Her pink folds were parted and weeping, slick with a heavy layer of arousal that smelled of musk and salt.
"You're soaking," Jake breathed.
"I'm desperate for you. Can you tell?"
Hannah stepped out of the garment and closed the gap between them. She pressed her palms against his chest, feeling the erratic, heavy thrum of his heart through his shirt.
"Touch me," she whispered.
Jake didn't hesitate. He reached out and cupped her breasts, his fingers digging deep into the soft, yielding flesh.
"Is this okay?"
“Harder," she gasped, gripping his wrists to pull his hands tighter against her. "Squeeze them. I want to feel you crush them."
He obeyed, kneading the mounds of flesh with a sudden, hungry intensity. Her nipples, hard as pebbles and engorged, poked sharply into the center of his palms. He could feel the friction of her skin against his, the warmth radiating from her chest.
"You feel incredible," Jake groaned.
"Then stop talking and take me."
"I can smell you from here," he whispered, his voice dropping an octave. "That scent is driving me insane."
"Good. I want you to taste every single drop of me."
Jake let out a low sound, a mix of a growl and a sigh, as he lunged forward. He shoved his head between the warmth of her breasts, burying his face in the valley of her chest. He inhaled the scent of her skin and the pungent musk of her arousal, his nose brushing against the underside of her heavy tits.
"You're so soft," he mumbled against her skin.
"And you're so hard," she replied, reaching down to feel the rigid length of his cock straining against his trousers. "I can feel you pulsing. Do you want to be inside me?"
"More than anything in the world."
"Then prove it," she urged, arching her back to push her chest further into his face.
Jake groaned in pleasure as he felt the exquisite sensation of Hannah's mouth on his cock. He reached out to touch her hair, feeling the soft strands slip through his fingers. He wanted to touch more of her, but he didn't want to distract her from her ministrations.
Hannah could feel the heat between Jake's legs as she took him deeper into her mouth. She could feel his cock throbbing against the back of her throat, and she knew she had to take him all the way. She worked her mouth up and down his shaft, using her tongue to tease and stroke him.
Jake was close to reaching his climax. He could feel it building inside him, the urge to release it almost unbearable. He reached down to grab Hannah's hair, pulling her off him just as he felt the first wave of pleasure hit him.
"Hannah," he moaned, his voice hoarse from pleasure. He couldn't believe how good it felt to have her mouth on him.
Hannah looked up at him, her eyes filled with desire. She wanted him to take her, to claim her as his own. She stood up and slowly began to remove her top, revealing her perky breasts to him.
"Come on, Jake," she whispered, her breath hot against his skin. "Take me."
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Forest Green
Hi. I am a writer with some years of experiences, although I am still working out the progress in my work. I make different types of stories that I hope many will enjoy.
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