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2025-04-25 20:26:05Marco's body pressed against hers, his hardness throbbing against her core, sending shivers down her spine.
Delilah's breath caught as Marco positioned himself, his gaze holding hers, filled with desire and adoration.
"Will you...fit?" Delilah whispered, her cheeks flushing.
Marco's lips curled into a sly smirk. "Perfectly," he whispered back, his eyes glinting with confidence.
Marco reached for his nightstand, grabbing protection before turning back to Delilah.
With one smooth motion, Marco slid into her, filling her completely.
Delilah's gasp was lost in his mouth as he claimed her, his lips devouring hers with a hunger that left her breathless.
To her surprise, Marco fit perfectly, stretching her in all the right ways. His presence inside her was like coming home, a sense of belonging she'd never known before.
"It's like my body was made for him," she thought, amazed.
Their bodies moved in perfect sync, Marco's thrusts slow and deliberate, building tension. Delilah's hands gripped his shoulders, nails digging into his skin as she urged him deeper, craving more of him.
Pleasure coiled within her, growing with each stroke, like a flame igniting her soul. Marco's mouth trailed down her neck, his breath hot against her skin, sending tremors through her body.
Delilah's legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer, never wanting to let go. As Marco's thrusts quickened, Delilah's breaths turned shallow, her heart racing with anticipation.
Her body tensed, sensations building, like a tidal wave cresting. Marco sensed it, his movements becoming more insistent, his eyes burning with passion.
"Let go," he whispered, his voice husky, his breath tickling her ear.
Delilah's passion surged, her climax approaching like a freight train. Marco's hands slid under her, lifting her hips to meet his thrusts, angling her for maximum pleasure.
Tension peaked, and Delilah's release exploded, her body shuddering, her mind reeling.
Colors danced behind her eyelids, and her heart sang.
Marco's warm breath caressed her ear, "You're mine, Delilah." His voice sent shivers down her spine.
As she cried out, Marco's head dipped, his lips tracing a sensual path downward. Delilah was lost in her climax, unaware of Marco's movement.
But as his tongue lavished attention on her sensitive flesh, Delilah's senses sparked. Pleasure intensified, and her body trembled anew.
Marco's tongue claimed her release, his lips wrapping around her swollen flesh. "Mine," he growled, his voice low and possessive.
Delilah's eyes flew open, meeting Marco's intense gaze. His eyes burned with ownership, his face set in a fierce expression.
"Only mine," he whispered, his tongue licking her release again.
Delilah's breath caught, her body shuddering as Marco's dominance ignited a wildfire within her.
"Marco..." she pleaded, her voice trembling, barely audible, as her heart surrendered to his control.
Marco's lips claimed hers, his kiss possessive and demanding, sending shivers down her spine.
"You're mine, Delilah. Forever," he breathed against her mouth, his words echoing in her soul.
Delilah's skin glistened with sweat, her hair clinging to her damp neck, as she felt consumed by Marco's passion.
Marco's forehead beaded with perspiration, his eyes burning with intensity, as he ravished her.
"Oh, Goodness..." she moaned, her words escaping on ragged breaths, as Delilah's thoughts fragmented.
She felt lost in Marco's skilled touch, her senses overwhelmed by the sheer force of his desire.
Marco's lips released hers, his gaze burning with intensity. He trailed kisses down her neck, his tongue teasing her sensitive skin.
Marco's tongue danced across her collarbone, then down her body, sending waves of ecstasy through her. Delilah's thoughts fragmented, her only focus Marco's skilled touch.
His mouth claimed her again, his tongue lavishing attention on her sensitive flesh. Delilah's hips arched, seeking more contact.
Marco's hands gripped her thighs, holding her in place.
Her breath caught, and her body tensed. Marco's mouth was relentless, pushing her toward another climax.
Delilah's fingers tangled in Marco's hair, holding him close. Her cries filled the air, mingling with Marco's labored breathing.
Her vision blurred, colors merging. Pleasure consumed her, and her body shuddered.
As the waves subsided, Delilah's eyes fluttered open, meeting Marco's gaze. His eyes shone with satisfaction, his face relaxed.
"Mine," he whispered once more, his voice filled with emotion.
Delilah's heart swelled, her body still humming from the intense release.
She felt claimed, possessed.
Marco's lips brushed against hers, a gentle kiss. "You're beautiful when you come apart," he whispered.
Delilah's cheeks flushed, but she couldn't help smiling. "You're devastating," she replied.
Marco's smile mirrored hers, his eyes crinkling. "I'm just getting started," he promised.
Delilah's heart skipped a beat as Marco's hands roamed her body, reigniting the flames of desire. His touch was possessive, yet gentle, sending shivers down her spine.
He positioned himself between her legs once more, his hardness pressing against her sensitive flesh. Delilah's breath caught, her body responding eagerly.
Marco's thrusts were slow, deliberate, building tension.
Delilah's senses narrowed to the sensation of Marco filling her, his rhythm pushing her toward another climax.
"Marco..." she whispered, her voice trembling.
"Come for me again," he urged, his voice low and husky.
Delilah's body tensed, her release looming. Marco's pace quickened, his breathing ragged.
Together, they reached the precipice. Delilah's cry mingled with Marco's growl as they plummeted into bliss.
Marco's body trembled, his pleasure overwhelming.
He carefully withdrew, disposing of the condom in the nearby trash.
Then, his lips grazed her neck, feeling her pulse, and tasting the saltiness of her sweat.
His chest heaved, and his voice cracked as he whispered, "I'm yours."
Delilah's arms wrapped around him, holding him close.
"Really?" she asked, her voice barely audible, laced with hope.
Marco's head lifted, his eyes burning with passion.
He gazed into Delilah's, his pupils dilating with emotion. "Forever, my love."
Delilah's eyes sparkled with happiness as Marco's words filled her heart.
Her fingers traced the contours of his face, memorizing every inch. Marco's hands cradled her head, his thumbs gently caressing her skin.
Afterwards, their lips met in a soft, tender kiss.
The world around them faded away, leaving only the two of them, lost in their love.
As they broke apart, Marco's gaze held Delilah's.
He rolled onto his side, pulling her close. Their bodies entwined, legs tangling, hearts beating as one.
In the silence, Delilah felt Marco's love envelop her, filling her with a sense of home, safety, and cherished belonging.
Marco's whisper broke the stillness, "You're stuck with me now."
Delilah's lips curved into a gentle smile.
"Good," she whispered back. "I was worried I'd have to chase you down."
Marco's chuckle rumbled against her, his chest vibrating with amusement.
"You'd catch me easily," he teased. "I'm already caught."
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