Taking the chilled wine, he poured them both a glass. Taking a toast to each other, the sexual tension in the building kept increasing. Their eyes looking at each other, they looked like they would combust if they did not mate. Swallowing deeply, Ryan stood up and run his hands through his hair. “Screw the plans, I got to have you baby.” He said as he took her in one forceful jerk. He kissed her fiercely against the wall, their lips interlocked in the oldest dances of the world.
Holding her by her waist, Ryan run his hands along her supple waist. At this point, he did not even remember the deliberate effort he had made towards making today a special day for Leila. No, the only thing that run through his mind was how pretty she looked and how much he wanted to sink into her warmth. To finally mate with her.
Growling softly, he pulled her even closer, trying to get the even closer than possible, melding their bodies into one. She tasted wow, Ryan could not recall ever wanting to kiss and have someone with the same intensity that he did today. His mind a rumbled mess, desire pooling at his core, as the fervent kissing and movement got him even more excited, he slipped his hand beneath her hair. Almost instinctively as he slanted her head to get a better taste of her lips, he massaged her head, which elicited a soft growl, moaning sound.
Heart beat raised, tension building, he took his time, be damned being gentle, he did not want gentle, and by the way Leila was kissing him back, neither did she. Engaged in the passionate warm embrace, Ryan moved his hands to cup her breasts just above her dress. He could feel the heat seeping right out through her dress. Her breasts felt indescribable to his wandering hands. Moving them to the spot just above her breast, where her two mounds were exposed, he felt himself getting even more excited.
Her scent filled his mind. Naturally fresh and inviting. Tracing the outline of the swells above her dress had her breath hitching, making her push her bosom towards him in a forward way. At this point, Ryan’s lips had found a soft spot just beneath her left ear, and he enjoyed kissing her there. She was writhing in his arms, making little roars as well as moans, that transferred to his brain as cries of pleasure. Standing against her, he pushed his leg between her thighs, making sure to come into contact with her molten core.
Leila felt it the moment his leg touched her crotch. There was so much heat gathering there, pooling from every pleasurable nerve ending she had. She felt heady, her thoughts a jumbled mess. Everything Ryan was doing was messing with her ability to stay sane. She wanted him to do so much. She wanted him to lick her, and tongue fuck her. her breasts on the other hand were hot and heavy with want. She wanted his lips there. The ever-increasing pressure on her clit was nearly pushing her off the cliff. She felt, it something strong was building within her, making her tighten her pelvis, grinding her crotch against his leg in a frenzied manner.
She wanted what was to come after that pressure she sought it. She enclosed her legs against his, making the pressure applied on her clit even more. After a while she realized that there was no relief with that. Her core was pulsating with need. Her nipples tightening into painful nobs that pulsed like the ticking of a clock.
Abruptly, Ryan picked her up and carried her to the bed. Quickly, they got rid of their clothes, though it would be safer to say Ryan’s impatience had her tearing off the dress off her. her lace bra was exposed to his adamant gaze and the tell-tale signs of her nipples protruding through the lace made him swallow loudly. Enclosing the nipple beneath the lace with his hot mouth, Leila felt like she had died and gone to heaven. Scratch all this kissing, she wanted him in. in a twisted turn of events, she pushed him down and helped with removing his trousers.
Opening the zipper she felt the hot hard velvet smooth erect shaft, making a move, almost like jumping with excitement. Exposing him even further, she could see the pre cum that glistened his shaft, making it look angry and swollen. She felt herself swallow saliva. She wanted to taste him, his scent at that moment was driving her insane. The scent of his seed, incomparably attractive it was scary. She leaned downwards towards his laps and gave him tantalizing kisses along his length.
Finally, she swept her tongue on the crown of his shaft, tasting the salty creamy evidence of desire. And she wanted more of that taste. She wanted to experience it more and more. So, she opened her lips and took the hard rigid length of his manhood and tried blowing him. Her head bobbed up and down, saliva coating this crazed moment. The place was silent apart from the constrained roars and hisses that escaped from Ryan’s tightly clenched lips.
She could feel his legs buckling, and before he could cum, he turned her over. While over her, he rubbed his shaft along her wet sleek core, before driving himself home in one thrush. For a moment, he stilled as he felt himself push through the flimsy wall of blood that had kept her as a virgin for those years. Her channel milked him too tight. The wetness in her core made him feel hotness and warmth spreading across his shaft too.
He rose her hands to the top of the bed, and after looking into her eyes, he saw what she wanted and he started to make slow sensual strokes. After a while, he could feel that the tension had drained from her system, as she moved with him, a push for a pull, and a pull for a push. Entwining her long legs around his waist.
Ryan’s face was glistened with sweat at this moment. He felt like bursting. His eyes looked red, a show of how much he was straining not to go wild yet. The veins on his forehead could be seen building outwards especially at the temples of his head. He tried to shake himself to reality but he could feel his wild nature taking over. The soft whimpering that Leila made and the little growls drove him crazy. He felt it when he finally lost it.Leila could see the strain that Ryan was having, his burgeoning veins were evidence. She was done waiting for him to match her ferocity of want. Tightening her legs around his waist had him sink so deep that the next moment she started spasming, while crying out loudly. She had reached the peak and the pressure that had been building up was released. She felt herself nearly faint, her legs transforming into lifeless limbs.Leila’s orgasm on the other hand served as an aphrodisiac for Ryan and he thrust into her, rhythmic
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