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Dexter emitted a low, guttural sound as he observed the way her lips stretched to accommodate his massive manhood. His senses heightened, closing his eyes, allowing himself to fully indulge in the sensation of her warm, moist mouth enveloping him, each movement a delicious caress.Meanwhile, Astrid whimpered as Dexter initiated the rhythmic motion of his thrusts, each one deliberate and unhurried. She could feel the weight of him in her mouth, the way he filled her up completely. In response, she instinctively reached up, gripping his hips to steady him as he moved in and out of her mouth.As she relished the taste of him, Astrid found herself experiencing a strange sense of déjà vu. It was only earlier that morning when Blaze had assumed the same position, his presence dominating her senses as he commanded her submission.Memories flooded her mind, recalling how Blaze had fed her a half of his member, ruthlessly fucking her mouth until she was deep throating him with ease. She had bee
Astrid's body contorted with delight, every inch of her being consumed by the electrifying sensation of Dexter's throbbing manhood stretching her to her limits.Each movement elicited melodic moans from her lips, serving as a thrilling rhapsody that fueled Dexter's desire to delve deeper and thrust harder into her dripping, eager core. With each precision-driven thrust, Dexter's cock found its mark, repeatedly stimulating Astrid's sensitive pleasure point. The relentless assault on her a-spot sent shockwaves of orgasmic bliss cascading through her body, causing her to convulse in a whirlwind of euphoria. Lost in the throes of passion, Astrid surrendered herself completely to the intoxicating sensation of being thoroughly and vigorously ravished.Beneath her quivering form, the desk bore witness to the evidence of her arousal, her juices flowing freely as a testament to the depth of her salacity. Dexter watched with rapt fascination as Astrid's body responded to his every touch, his
In the haze of their carnal fervor, Dexter's primal instincts surged, his movements becoming more fervent, more desperate, as if he sought to devour Astrid whole. He savored the way her body responded to his every touch, her gasps and moans driving him wild with desire.As he delved deeper into her, each thrust sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through their entwined bodies. Astrid's nails dug into the desk, her hips meeting his with an urgency that matched his own. Her breathy cries filled the air, spurring him on, urging him to push them both to greater heights of ecstasy. Her buttocks bounced vigorously as he relentlessly pummeled her pussy. He was consumed by a hunger unlike anything he had ever known, a hunger that could only be sated by her.Dexter became a man possessed, his primal instincts taking over as he rammed his hardened shaft deep into Astrid's quivering core. With each forceful thrust, he felt her slick juices enveloping him, coating his throbbing member in a slip
"Seems like you can't get enough of me. I mean, I know I'm hot and damn good in bed," Dexter remarks with an arrogant smile, his voice dripping with conceit. It seemed that narcissism was a common trait among Blaze and his acquaintances. Astrid couldn't help but label him a man whore in her mind.Rolling her eyes at his self-assured demeanor, Astrid retorts, "Oh, absolutely. You've had numerous women to train with. I've heard you're practically a Casanova."Taken aback by her words, Dexter choked on his own spit, momentarily thrown off balance. "Who told you that?" he asks, feigning innocence as he shifted uncomfortably in his seat. Gently lifting her off his lap, he made a quick retreat to the fridge, hoping to regain his composure with a glass of water."It was my sister," Astrid replies, "She seems to be well-acquainted with all your Casanova escapades. You've certainly made a name for yourself."Dexter's grip tightened around the glass as he poured himself some water, his facade
Dexter chuckles dismissively, "Sure, sure, whatever floats your boat. It's not like we are exactly competing for the same woman here, are we? Besides, we've shared plenty of other things together, excluding women."Blaze wrinkles his nose in mock disgust, "Yeah, just do me a favor and make sure to tidy up afterward. I'd prefer not to walk into my office and be hit with the scent of a brothel.""Got it, boss. I'll make sure to leave your office as spotless as ever," Dexter replies with a hint of sarcasm, the banter between the two friends flowing effortlessly."Alright, alright, enough chit-chat. I'm hanging up now," Dexter utters, rolling his eyes good-naturedly as he prepared to end the call.Blaze teases, "Who would even want to look at your ugly face, let alone admire it? Maybe that's why she left."Dexter bristles at the jab, retorting, "Ugly? Far from it. I possess the visage of a Greek god. My beauty transcends that of mere mortals. Women line up just to catch a glimpse of my div
Skylar's cheeks turned crimson with embarrassment. She quickly averted her gaze, her lips parting in a sheepish apology. "I-I'm sorry… I-I wasn't aware he was yours…" she stammers, her voice trailing off into a mumble.Dexter found himself engulfed in a tumultuous sea of emotions as Astrid's words washed over him—joy and excitement.With a bold move, Astrid sought to cement her statement, closing the gap between them and sealing Dexter's lips with a kiss filled with passion.Though caught off guard by the sudden kiss, he surrendered to the fervor of the moment, returning the kiss with ardor.Skylar and the attending nurses couldn't conceal their astonishment as they witnessed the unexpected scene unfolding before them, their expressions reflecting their utter surprise.The implications of this intimate exchange weren't lost on those witnessing it; his numerous admirers would undoubtedly be perturbed to discover that he was now unequivocally committed, effectively removed from the list
Dexter pressed Astrid against the sturdy door, her back arched against the unforgiving surface, their bodies colliding with an electrifying force that sent shockwaves reverberating through the very foundation of the room. The wood groaned in protest beneath the weight of his relentless pounding, each knock and thud echoing like a primal rhythm of longing.With a sultry whimper, Astrid dug her nails into Dexter's shoulders as she succumbed to the rapture coursing through her body. "Don't stop," she begs, her voice a breathless plea, "I need you… all of you."Dexter's response was a guttural growl of satisfaction as he continued to fuck her, their bodies moving in perfect harmony as they chased the dizzying heights of ecstasy together. Dexter's hands roamed Astrid's curves, tracing the contours of her body with a hunger that bordered on desperation. His touch ignited a fire within her, consuming her senses with a searing intensity that left her breathless. Her moans, a chorus of need
As Dexter and Astrid approached the REGAL NOCTURNE COVEN in Dexter's luxurious car, the modern metallic battlement rose majestically against the horizon, its towering form cutting a silhouette against the twilight sky, a testament to the grandeur of Dexter’s Vampire Kingdom. Crafted from the finest steel, it was a fusion of ancient architectural motifs with contemporary engineering.The gates themselves were painted a lustrous gold, adorned with intricate carvings and embellishments. Atop the gates, guards stood vigilant, their watchful gaze a reminder of the kingdom’s commitment to security. As they approached closer, Dexter's grip on the steering wheel tightened, as he stole a glance at Astrid beside him. She was focused on the gates ahead, a blend of curiosity and apprehension evident in her expression."Are you okay?" He asks softly, his voice laced with concern.Astrid turned to him, offering a small nod. "I'm just a little nervous," she admits. Dexter reached out and gently cl
Blaze's thoughts churned as he held her, trying to sort through the jumble of feelings her words had stirred up. A part of him wanted to feel jealous, to resent the man she was grieving for, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. How could he be jealous of someone who had shown her kindness, who had treated her with the care and respect she deserved? The relief he felt was stronger than any jealousy—relief that someone had cared for her, had made her feel safe, even if it was only for a short time.He tightened his embrace, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead as her tears dampened his chest. Her pain was raw, palpable, and it tore at him to see her like this. He wanted to be her rock, her safe harbor in the storm of emotions she was enduring."Astrid," he murmurs, his voice rough with the agony he was trying to keep in check, "You didn't cause his death. You can't keep carrying that guilt around like a weight on your shoulders. He wouldn't want you to blame yourself, not for a se
Astrid nods slowly, her expression thoughtful. But then, as if a switch had been flipped, her demeanor shifted. Her eyes sparkled with renewed enthusiasm as she leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a whisper, a kittenish smile tugging at her lips. "Alright, I get it, you're all emotional and everything," she teases, "But I've got to say, I'm still dying to hear about your weird sex life. You've got me curious now. How did you go from awkward first-timer to a seasoned pro? Spill the details!" Blaze chuckles, shaking his head in disbelief at her sudden change in tone. "I should've known you'd circle back to that," he utters, a smirk playing on his lips. "Alright, where do I even start? It's a wild story, and trust me, you're going to want to get comfortable for this one.""Oh, I'm ready! Don't hold back on me now," she mumbles, her excitement barely contained. "Spill the beans, Blaze. I need to know how you became the sex god you are today. I want all the juicy details!"Blaze chuc
Astrid howls with amusement, clutching her sides as she imagined the scenario. "It's funny and somehow endearing in the weirdest, most inappropriate way. I mean, who else would take on the mission of ensuring his best friend didn't reach the ripe old age of forty-five without at least one scandalous story to his name? It's kind of touching, in a way. Twisted, but touching."Blaze grins, nodding in agreement. "He was nothing if not thorough. He kept pestering me with questions—'How was it? Did you go for the classic moves, or did you get creative?' It was like he wanted a play-by-play analysis.""Well, you should be counting your blessings that he didn't bust down the door mid-action, clipboard in hand, to make sure you were aiming for the right hole," Astrid quips, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Can you imagine? 'No, no, Blaze! A little to the left—there you go, that's the spot! Now, remember, slow and steady wins the race!'"She chuckles, her laughter bubbling over as she painted
"But oh no, Dexter didn't stop there. He's got that cocky grin on his face, and suddenly, he's giving me a full-blown anatomy lesson. He gets all dramatic, using his hands for emphasis. 'You know, Blaze,' he says, 'it's the one smack in the middle! You can't miss it. Just south of her belly button, between the legs, like… bingo! Right there! It's like parking a car—front row, VIP access!'"Blaze couldn't help but laugh, mimicking Dexter's wild hand gestures as Astrid burst into giggles beside him. "And then—oh, it gets better—he leans even closer, like we're plotting a heist or something, and goes, 'Now listen carefully, my friend, because this is crucial. If you find yourself at the back door, you've gone too far. You're gonna need to make a quick U-turn and head back up north. Don't let her catch you wandering off into uncharted territory!'"Astrid nearly doubled over with laughter, clutching her stomach as she imagined the absurd scene. "Oh my god, I can't!" she gasps between giggl
Blaze felt a carnal grin spread across his lips as he gazed down at her, the fire in her words igniting something deep within him. He admired her boldness, her unyielding determination, and the way she made her intentions crystal clear. "You certainly know how to make a compelling argument," he replies, his voice a rich, velvety drawl that hinted at the dangerous game she was playing. "But let me make something perfectly clear, Astrid. What you're asking for is more than just a fleeting desire. It's a fire that, once kindled, won't easily be extinguished. "And you might find that handling all of me—handling us—is more than you bargained for. Just remember, once you cross this line, there's no going back. Are you truly ready to face the heat, to take on everything that comes with it?" His breath was warm against her skin, his words a tantalizing mix of promise and warning. He pulled back just enough to meet her gaze again, waiting, watching for her response, a dark anticipation
Astrid's moans were muffled against the sheets, her body trembling beneath him as his raw power overtook her. She loved the way he took control and every rough thrust only sent her deeper into a whirlwind of ecstasy as she came again and again, her body unable to stop the wave of orgasms crashing over her. "Fuck… I'm gonna cum," he grunts, his balls tightened, his body tensing as his cock swelled inside her, the familiar pressure building deep within him as his release approached. With one final, deep thrust, he buried himself to the hilt, his cock throbbing as he spilled his seed into her in hot, pulsing waves. Astrid screamed as she felt him fill her, her orgasm hitting her hard as his cock pressed against her cervix. Their combined juices mixed, dripping down her thighs and onto the bed, the sensation leaving her shuddering and breathless. Blaze grins, his hand coming down to deliver a sharp slap to her ass. "Look at you," he utters in a low, dirty whisper, watching his cum drip
"Oh, Blaze," she gasps, dragging her nails down his chest as her body continued to move over him. "Your cock, it's mine. I own it." Blaze groaned, the sensation of her squeezing him so tightly making his muscles tense with barely contained need. Her pussy was so warm, so wet, every thrust sending jolts of delight through him that made him clench his jaw. His hands gripped her hips tighter, trying to pull her down harder, but she resisted, keeping the pace slow and torturous. "Kitty, you're driving me fucking crazy…" Astrid's moans grew louder as she felt him throbbing inside her, the ridges of his cock rubbing against her inner walls, making her body tremble. "I want you to feel every inch of me." Her lips brushed against his ear as her hips rocked forward again, pushing him deeper into her slick heat with a force that made Blaze's cock swell even harder inside her. "I want you to know you're mine. That no one else can make you feel this way." "You're fucking perfect," he rumbles,
Blaze let out a deep, primal howl, his chest heaving as he pressed the swollen head of his cock against Astrid's slick entrance. Slowly, he dragged the sensitive tip through her drenched folds, causing her wetness to spread across his shaft. "Damn, you're so wet for me… so tight, so ready," Blaze taunts, his voice thick with lechery. "Your pussy is begging for me to fill it, isn't it?" His eyes darkened with lust as he hovered at her entrance, hardly slipping the tip inside her before pulling back. He repeated the motion, sliding only half an inch into her heat, giving her just a taste of what she craved, the tantalizing stretch making both of them groan. Blaze continues with an excruciatingly slow rhythm, thrusting shallowly, his hips barely moving as his cock teased her entrance, never quite filling her completely. "You like that, don't you? The way I play with you? Making you want it so bad you can't even think straight…" His voice was a dark, sinful whisper as he kept up the sl
Blaze loved the way her body felt pressed against his, her wetness seeping through her panties, drenching his boxers, making him feel how badly she wanted him. The teasing—how she moved just enough to drive him to the edge without giving him what he truly needed—was a sweet kind of torment. It made his skin tingle, his heart race, and his cock throb harder with every pass of her hips.Astrid leans in close, her lips barely grazing Blaze's ear as her breath came out in hot, uneven waves. "You feel so fucking good, Blaze," she purrs, her words dripping with lust as her hips began to grind harder against him. "You're so hard for me… I can feel how much you want me, how badly you need me."With a lascivious gleam in her eyes, she shifted slightly, her fingers sliding down between their bodies, slipping under the waistband of Blaze's boxers. Slowly, she pulled them down, her heart pounding in anticipation as his thick, swollen cock sprang free. Her breath hitched at the sight of it, her e