Sexual Therapy

Third person pov:

Sex was what Guilia felt she needed at the moment to wipe away the memories of the terrible deal that she had made. Xavier had been there for her, and she couldn’t be more thankful.

As their lips tugged against each other in a fierce battle of lust and passion, she ran her hands over his crotch, undoing his belt, while he shoved his hands from the opening in her neck, yanking out her breast.

He broke the kiss, and then he lifted her up onto the table, wrapping her legs around his waist while he rubbed gently on her hardened nipples. He tilted her body slightly backwards, then he kissed the nape of her thighs upwards, slowly unzipping her gown and tossing it away.

His hands found their way to her panties, and he shifted them a bit, running his hands through her wet flaps, which were a testament to his work.

“You are so wet,” he groaned in her ears.

“Just for you,” Guilia said, and he slid in three fingers at once, causing her to shut her legs a bit as a moan escaped h