“Benjamin never expected what came next. A big, beautiful load that sent his senses spinning. Afterward, panting and covered in cum, he knew he’d never look at a random hookup the same way again.”
Browsing: Suspense
The night was black as pitch as Logan and I entered the club. I felt a ripple of electricity in my veins as my eyes devoured Logan’s delicious body. We got lost in a passionate embrace before quickly leaving and heading to his place. Pressed like sardines in the taxi, I felt his hot breath on my ear as he whispered “Tonight I’m going to make you slide deeper than you ever have before”.
He was a gorgeous creature, all sinewy muscle and tight skin. Maverick, the silent bad-boy with a penchant for the dark and sensual. One night, I was granted entry into his kingdom of flesh, in an otherworldly experience that was both deliriously intense and totally forbidden.
Carter crawled into the cramped brownstone, the walls echoing with the crunch of his footsteps. Sweat pooled on his skin. His breathing deepened as he descended, soon devolving into moans as the pleasure threatened to overwhelm him. Nothing else mattered, not the musty air or the tears streaming down his face – only the descent into pleasure.
His body against mine crackled with electricity; I could feel the heat radiating between us. I took him in my arms, savoring the trembling anticipation, the sheer terror of the unknown. We touched, tentatively, and then more eagerly, exploring the other’s lips, necks, chest and below. We quivered with pleasure, having found our ultimate desire.
He yearned to be devoured. The stranger, stripped of his coy disguise, revealed himself as a rapturous feast of forbidden masochistic dreams. He trembled with hunger as the flames of desire licked the salty droplets of sweat from their skins, melding them together in a tantalizingly carnal experience.
He lay there, burning hot abyss breathing down his neck. I felt Ethan’s strength and primal power as I sank deeper. His muscled curves cowboying me further and further into darkness, an avalanche of molten desire embracing my soul. His words laced with wisdom, my own willingness his invitation- it was just us two, two souls entwined in the night.
Down the stairs he dragged me, into the dark depths of Asher’s cellar. His hands were all over me; my skin, slick with sweat, almost burning with the intensity of his touch. I felt my inhibitions dropping away, his relentless desire pulling me ever closer. He was like a temptress, drawing me in, using pleasure as his weapon. I was powerless against the desire coursing through my veins.
His chiseled torso and tight black jeans were a lesson in seduction as we moved closer and closer until I could feel his heat and the hunger radiating from his taut frame. He grabbed me, hard and demanding, and I felt my body respond with a crackling of desire like I’d never felt before. I was his.
He pressed his firm body against mine, and my heart raced like a wild animal who had stumbled upon its unexpected prey. His lips were tantalizing and inviting, and my head was spinning with desire. His hands slowly explored the contours of my body, exploring every inch of my flesh. I quivered with delight as I felt a hot, passionate fire beginning to consume me.