Proof?

Elice knew that what she was doing was an action that made no sense. Immature and childish. But when she felt his lips devouring hers, for some reason Elice felt as if her brain could no longer think. The man kissed her in a way that instantly paralyzed her mind.

Maybe it was ego. Maybe it was about self-worth. Maybe it had to do with a crisis of confidence that demanded that Elice prove herself. That she still had value as a woman and as a human being. Because regardless of her past, there was still a man who would touch her with deep emotion. Touch her so gently. Touch her with such care. Because yes! She was no different than precious porcelain.

That was how Elice saw it. That her subconscious demanded proof right now. To dispel the negative conclusions about herself. Conclusions that often said she was no longer valuable as a woman. Ironically, this was happening with the help of a stranger she only knew by name.

“Garrett...”

Garrett growled softly and let the bedroom door close on its own when he heard Elice whisper his name. Something that made one of his hands grab her slender waist. Pulling her closer. Tilting her body until Elice landed on his body, yielding.

“So...”

Garrett felt his breath catch as he reluctantly pulled his lips away from the softness of Elice's. But it seemed worth it for what he received next. The soft and scented skin of Elice's cheek. Touching Garrett's senses of touch and smell with a million sensations that made him feel intoxicated.

Garrett did not drink much that night, just a glass of beer. Just enough to quench his thirst. And, oh, God! It seemed that Garrett was sure that no one could get drunk from a glass of beer.

Even when he was not drunk, Garrett felt a heat that seemed to burn his body. Making him take deep breaths during the desperation that demanded he ask.

“What's your name?”

Finishing his question, Garrett planted a wet kiss on Elice's slender neck. The woman moaned and raised her head. Helpless, she could only lean against the wall and the strong, sturdy body in front of her.

“E-Elice....”

Garrett noted the name in his mind. He remembered it well. Then he said, “A beautiful name.”

The praise made Elice smile with closed eyes. Her hands moved and landed on Garrett's shoulders, then she pushed his jacket away.

Garrett followed Elice's signal happily and without hesitation. He let go of her for a moment, letting his jacket fall helplessly to the floor.

Their eyes locked for a moment. Before Garrett's large, veined hand reached Elice's neck, he pulled her face toward him and immediately captured her lips again. He kissed her passionately, causing Elice to melt instantly.

When Garrett kissed her again, Elice found that all her thoughts disappeared from her mind. She no longer cared how crazy it was to be intimate with a stranger. Because, dear God! Garrett touched her in a way that made her feel truly free. Something she had not felt for a long time. Not since five months ago, when she felt like her world was falling apart.

“Do you know you have a beautiful nose?”

Releasing the kiss, Garrett brought his lips to kiss the side of Elice's nose, causing her lips to form a slight smile. She chuckled softly and shook her head.

“You have the most beautiful nose I've ever seen,” Garrett said with a heavy voice. “I hope you'll always remember it.”

No one had ever told Elice she had a beautiful nose. But tonight... with a stranger in a hotel room... Elice felt that her nose was indeed beautiful.

Because that's what Garrett's eyes said. In fact, he could not take his eyes off of Elice the entire night they were in the club. That delicate, tiny point that he never tired of looking at.

And now... it seemed that Garrett had plenty of time to satisfy his eyes. To stare at that nose as much as he wanted all night long.

Garrett reached for Elice's waist, lifted her body, and found both of Elice's legs wrapped perfectly around his waist. He moved away without breaking the passionate kiss he had given her on her neck.

Relentlessly, Garrett continued the kiss, his lips open, leaving a warm, wet impression that made Elice shiver instantly.

“Oh, Garrett.”

Elice's muffled moan caused Garrett to quickly slam their bodies onto the bed, letting them bounce a few times before pressing Elice's submissive body down beneath him, holding her to prevent her from moving.

Taking a quick breath, Garrett lifted his body slightly and propped himself up on one elbow, creating enough distance for him to look at Elice's face. She looked helpless and powerless.

Elice's eyes blinked faintly and her lashes fluttered gracefully, making Garrett swallow. He stroked her cheek with the back of his hand and asked.

“Will you regret this?”

Elice snorted playfully. Her eyes rolled once lazily. “There are many things I could regret besides tonight.”

What Elice said was true. And if she had been in despair a while ago, it was different now. An hour's conversation with Garrett led her to an unusual conclusion. That she had nothing left to lose. Something that Elice now considered fortunate for herself.

“I don't have anything to lose anymore,” Elice concluded. “And more than that... isn't it you who wants to prove that to me?”

Garrett blinked once. His caress on Elice's cheek stopped just as she continued to speak.

“That I am still valuable.”

After that, Garrett decided that their conversation had come to an end. Now was not the time to talk. Instead, it was time to prove his words.

When Garrett kissed her again, Elice felt overwhelmed. He kissed her in a way she had never imagined. As if Garrett had entrusted her with the whole world.

Until Elice had no choice but to return the kiss with the same tenderness. With the same passion.

Elice's hands went up and cupped Garrett's neck, pulling him closer with a wordless signal that indicated she wanted more than a simple kiss.

Garrett gladly accepted the signal. He tilted his head slightly, opened his lips and extended his tongue, brushing Elice's lips with a warmth that made her moan restlessly.

The tip of Garrett's tongue left a trail on Elice's lips before finally slipping between her parted lips.

Elice did not resist. Instead, she willingly opened herself, inviting Garrett to enter her mouth with his warm exploration, causing her to close her eyes tightly.

With a low growl, Garrett was unprepared for the sweetness that greeted him there. The combination of warmth and teasing made it impossible for him to hold back. He dropped his body and pressed against Elice, continuing his exploration.

Two tongues met, dancing in a sensual embrace that overwhelmed both with irresistible passion. Garrett enveloped, then nibbled, then nibbled, as if to suck every bit of sensation from her.

Elice grabbed Garrett's hair, moaning helplessly, surrendering as Garrett caught her tongue, pulling it into a powerful suction she could not resist.

And it was not just Elice's tongue that Garrett sucked. In fact, she felt her entire soul being pulled along, causing her body to arch and her soft breasts to press against Garrett's solid chest.

Elice's moans filled the air as Garrett released her tongue only to engage in another passionate kiss. He clearly wanted more.

It was Elice's neck that became the target of Garrett's tongue. In one long stroke, he left a wet trail there. But of course he did not stop there.

Garrett's hands moved, searching for something behind Elice's back. And then he found it. An object that, when he pulled on it, loosened the grip of the dress that was trapping Elice's body.

Elice struggled, pulling her arms out of the sleeves of the dress. She let Garrett quickly remove the garment from her body until she was down to a pair of panties covering her private parts.

Her high heels slipped off and Garrett tossed them to the floor. They were followed by the dress that had met the same fate earlier. And of course, these were not the only items to receive such treatment. Even the clothes clinging to Garrett's body felt it.

Holding her breath in her chest, Elice looked at Garrett, who looked unpretentious on top of her. Only a triangular piece of cloth remained. The meager garment that was not enough to hide what lay behind it.

“Let me ask again.”

Garrett's heavy, husky voice made Elice blink. It successfully shifted her focus. She turned her attention to Garrett's unwavering gaze.

“You won't regret this, will you?”

Elice nodded with certainty. “I want to see. How precious I am in the eyes of a stranger.”

The answer made Garrett clench his jaw. After asking twice whether the woman would regret it or not, Elice gave him an answer that defied his common sense.

Garrett approached Elice, who eagerly welcomed him with open arms and hugged him. Her slender fingers landed on Garrett's muscular back, feeling and caressing the masculine contours there.

Garrett's lips found Elice's unerringly, kissing her passionately while his hands explored, wanting to feel every smoothness of her skin.

Garrett's hands moved, caressing Elice's bare arms, then tracing the tantalizing hip bone. Finally, his large fingers landed on a feminine mound.

Elice moaned as she felt her breast squeezed. True, it was still covered by the bra she was wearing. But really, the touch was enough to make her bite her lower lip hard.

Garrett wanted more. So he quickly removed the bra from Elice's breasts and threw it in every direction, not caring where it landed. Because the next thing Garrett knew, he was sucking one of the erect nipples into his warm, wet mouth.

Elice's legs moved restlessly beneath him, involuntarily spreading, inviting Garrett to find his perfect position between her slender thighs.

Garrett closed his eyes, feeling the intoxicating sensation as Elice's nipple filled his senses. It was small and so tantalizing. His tongue felt invited to dance and roam freely over that area.

Elice grabbed Garrett's hair, feeling the passion swirl around her stomach as her rationality was pushed away and she decided to go.

Garrett repeatedly caressed her nipple with warmth and tenderness. In circular motions or even in playful nibbles.

And of course he did not stop there. Like a fair man, Garrett made sure to pay equal attention to the other breast. He squeezed Elice's breast repeatedly with his hands, playing with the nipple with little pinches that made the woman moan endlessly.

“Oh, Garrett. Oh...”

Elice became even more helpless. She grew restless, squeezing the pillow under her head and unintentionally spreading her legs, letting the slight moisture seep through her thin panties and reach Garrett's stomach, making the man growl.

“Elice.....”

Uttering her name with passion, Garrett then released the nipple from his mouth. Just to make sure, he shifted his teasing to the other breast.

Garrett sucked on Elice's other nipple again, then massaged the other breast. And he found Elice restless and disoriented.

“Oh, Garrett. Please.”

Elice could no longer resist. The passion that possessed her body could not be contained. She was overwhelmed by the surging emotions that blinded her. Until she reached down and tried to grasp Garrett's hardened member.

“Argh!”

Garrett growled as he sucked hard on Elice's nipple. Feeling the light touch of Elice's fingers on his manhood lit a fire inside him. His mouth opened wide, giving in to his desire. This time it was not only the small nipple he enjoyed, but he also let Elice's breasts disappear in his mouth.

Nothing could hold back the burning desire that consumed them both. Both Elice and Garrett were equally engulfed in the flames of passion. They could not and would not retreat.

Garrett removed Elice's panties, discarding them carelessly with his own clothes. He was prepared, putting on a condom in one quick and deft motion.

Elice looked at Garrett, her eyes waiting, her breath held in her chest. But Garrett did not do it yet.

Because Garrett wanted something else before he led her to the main course. He grabbed Elice's legs and urged her to open and bend them.

Elice's eyes widened, then closed as Garrett leaned down and kissed her femininity in a sensual way that made her moan.

Garrett extended his tongue, letting it caress the threshold of Elice's femininity, already wet and warm. It was a clear sign to him that Elice was ready to accept him.

But Garrett wanted to taste her, to experience the sweetness he was sure Elice possessed. And he was right.

Garrett closed his eyes for a moment as the sensation hit him. The sweet taste, like honey, which he had never tasted before, begged him to lick it. Then, without a word of permission, his tongue penetrated Elice's femininity.

Elice squeezed the sheets under her body and closed her eyes tightly. She felt the warmth penetrate her, enter her. And then her breath stopped.

Garrett's tongue entered her, exploring every nook and cranny, thrusting deep and then moving in circles to touch every wall inside.

Elice tried to keep breathing, but as that agile tongue wreaked havoc beneath her, she became even more helpless. All she could do was moan incessantly.

Garrett maintained the position of Elice's legs, keeping them bent, keeping them open so he could continue to satisfy his hunger and thirst.

Until finally his tongue found her. A spot that made Elice's moans turn into muffled gasps. A spot that made her legs wrap around his head. A spot that made her body instantly tense.

Garrett teased that spot again and again. Pressing, thrusting, stroking, finally unleashing a wave of warmth upon him.

Elice screamed, her body tensing, her legs clenching. As if she did not want to let go of Garrett. No, not until she had fully experienced this pleasure.

Because when Elice was finally thrown into that blinding pleasure, Garrett felt a million sensations of sweetness engulf his senses. Wet and warm, he would not let a drop of that honey escape his grasp.

Finishing the pleasure with a long lick along Elice's labia, Garrett then rose. He saw how Elice's legs immediately gave way, as if they had no strength left. He noticed that her cheeks were flushed.

“I hope you don't think it's over yet.”

Oh, of course. Elice knew that for sure. She swallowed hard and barely had time to catch her breath when she felt Garrett's weight pressing down on her.

Garrett's rather large body made Elice feel powerless. Trapped and unable to move on the soft bed. She was overwhelmed by the unbearable pounding of her heart.

No, this time Elice felt her heart almost stop beating as she felt Garrett's masculinity enter her and she seemed to overflow. Consumed by passion and emotion that made her forget everything.

Garrett kissed the side of Elice's head, stroking her hair, deliberately giving her time to adjust.

Elice felt full. A little smothered. Until she unconsciously let out a soft moan. But the time Garrett gave her softened her.

And when Garrett sensed that Elice had relaxed, he pushed his hips back. Making Elice gasp in surprise at the thrust she had never expected.

Elice moaned as she felt Garrett's masculinity enter her again. She gripped Garrett's body tightly, surrendering to the game he was creating.

In enchanting movements, Garrett moved his masculinity in and out of Elice's body. Without any selfishness. He seemed to want to make sure that not only he but also Elice would soar that night.

Tightly joined, Garrett and Elice's bodies became one without barriers. Their sweat-drenched skin rubbed against each other, igniting sparks of warmth that burned even brighter.

Garrett pulled away and thrust again. He lifted Elice's legs and wrapped her long limbs around his waist, giving himself more freedom to conquer the woman.

As Elice wrapped her legs around Garrett's waist, she felt his masculinity slide even faster inside her. She was overwhelmed by the surge that seemed to explode her from within.

“Oh, Garrett.”

Garrett growled. His hands gripped Elice tightly, holding her perfectly in place. His hips moved more fervently.

Pushing and pushing relentlessly, Garrett moved without pause. Until sweat soaked his body.

Under Garrett's body and attack, Elice closed her eyes and bit her lower lip as hard as she could. Helpless as she felt each thrust press down on her.

Elice was cornered. Trapped. Surrounded by sensations she couldn't escape.

The world around Elice seemed to darken. More than that, she felt as if there was no air to breathe. Everywhere felt empty, and all that remained was the overwhelming passion that engulfed her.

“Garrett!”

His name stuck in Elice's throat. Finally, one of Garrett's thrusts made her flinch again, throwing her into a colorful rainbow storm, something she had never experienced before.

Garrett growled as he felt the pleasure wash over Elice, leaving him breathless. The sensation also hit his masculinity in her.

Elice's femininity responded naturally, in waves of pleasure she felt. Garrett noticed the sensual grip that felt like a massage on his masculinity, followed by the warm and wet sensation that left him powerless.

Garrett lost control. He was acting blindly. His hips moved with no clear direction.

Forward and backward.

In and out.

Garrett continued to use his masculinity to enjoy Elice's femininity. As time passed, it made him grit his teeth even harder. And when Elice's nails scratched his back, Garrett lost control completely.

Elice didn't mean to, but when she felt Garrett thrusting harder, she felt the pressure building again.

The pleasure had overwhelmed her just a few moments ago, but Elice found herself trapped once again. As if she were prey that had just escaped from one trap only to be caught in another. That was exactly what she was experiencing.

Elice hugged Garrett tightly, her nails digging into his back. And she moaned.

Her hug was met with equal force. Garrett's strong hands pulled the slender body further into his conquest. Tight, to the point where he almost feared he might crush her bones.

But Elice's surrender proved that she was not the only one surrendering to the waves of passion that engulfed them. Garrett knew that for sure. And so he didn't think twice.

Garrett kept pushing. Increased the pressure. Sinking his manhood as deep as he could. To sink and drown in Elice's femininity.

Again and again. As thrust after thrust came, Elice could do nothing but surrender again. To the blinding storm that made her scream.

The pleasure left Elice truly shattered. She broke apart. Shattered into pieces that scattered in the wind. Her vision blurred instantly.

Garrett could not see anymore. He couldn't perceive anything around him except for one thing. Darkness that willingly embraced him.

For as Garrett held Elice with all his might, it growled. He pushed Elice. And he pushed so deeply. So hard. Until he finally broke.

Garrett exploded with pleasure he had never imagined before. Filled with sensations that made his body tremble. That made him completely exhaust himself. That made him disappear into a darkness that blinded his eyes. That made him feel nothing. Except the peace that seemed to embrace him for the rest of the night, which was not much.

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