Novel & Cerita Sweet Oblivion Open Your Arms

Every sensation he gave me drowned out the world around us. My hands instinctively dropped onto his wrist and I pushed his finger even further inside of me. “Okay?” His voice hardened, demanding an answer. “Okay... okay,” I panted, barely coherent. “Please... please, fuck me.” His lips curled into a wicked smile as he pulled his fingers out, making me whimper at the loss. “Good girl,” he rasped. “Now, let me show you exactly what it means to be mine, exactly what a blind man can do.” He scooped me up in his arms effortlessly, as though I weighed nothing, carrying me out of the bathroom. “Oh, Rain, I’m going to fuck you so hard, I’m going to make you cum so many times, you’ll lose count.”

He turned to look at one of the tables, and there was that man, staring at him intently. Knowing that the man was watching attentively as the girls caressed him, Max became aroused. In that moment, he forgot about his sorrow and allowed himself to feel. One of the girls took off her small blouse, leaving her topless. The blonde girl took a glass containing a pink liquid, gave it to the brunette, who put it in her mouth, and then poured it onto Max's mouth. He drank it, finding it slightly sweet in taste. The girls continued to dance while caressing him and slowly removing the little clothing they had left, until they were completely naked. When the music stopped, they left the stage.

Slowly, he shifted, rolling us onto our sides but never letting me go, still buried deep inside me as if refusing to let the connection end. His arm curved heavy across my waist, pulling me closer, his lips brushing reverently over the damp skin of my shoulder. “I meant what I said. No one touches you. No one takes you from me.” I turned my head, kissing the edge of his jaw, whispering back, “Then don’t ever stop holding me like this.” He tightened his hold, chest to back, holding me in his warmth. And for a moment, I let myself believe. But then… From down the hallway, a faint creak echoed. The sound of a door opening just slightly.

My body tensed in response, the feeling of an imminent explosion intensifying with ever buck of hips, assisted by Marco's arm supporting my waist beneath him. I shut my eyes. Not caring what I looked like as I squeezed my face in concentration. “I think…” I finally found my voice, cracked and whimpering. “I wanna pee!” I cried out, attempting to stop what I was doing. Fighting the release because I had an irrational fear that it would go wrong. But Marco took my lips again, swallowing my protest with a command of his own: “Cum for me baby.” In an instant, that pressure that had been teasing my senses into oblivion finally broke like a dam. Rushing through and drowning me in a wave of ecstasy

he groaned. His gaze flickered at our hands. “Selene is going home.” He growled, taking my hand. Before I could even process what was happening, Ethan intervened. Both of them still held my hands, and neither would release, turning the moment into a quiet standoff. Ethan leaned forward then whispered “it's okay. I got you. You don't have to be afraid.” I noticed he stayed quiet. Watching Lucan, ready but restrained. The room fell quiet, leaving only the sound of our breathing and the faint music in the background.

She watched as he carried her away towards the back of the room where Olive had pulled them from. "We're waiting girl" p'Arm's voice pulled her from her thoughts as she focused back on him. All three of their eyes were locked on her. Ava got into position, she'd do the few moves she learned and hoped it'd give her an opening to get close to him and slip the lighter out. There was no music as if sensing the question in her eyes, P'Arm pressed a button under his seat, and a slow, sultry melody began to play, setting the mood.

He went over to her side and pulled her into his embrace. His sudden movement shocked her, but she didn't struggle, nor would she push him away. In fact, she felt like he was comforting her. Wang Yi-An felt like perhaps it would be okay to cry in his arms. Yang Tian-Xu's gentle embrace made Wang Yi-An felt like it was all right for her to feel this way. She let out all the tears as she cried, silently in his arms. And Yang Tian-Xu let her cried, a silent moment with her in his arms, wordless as he held her tight. He won't ask her why, he only wanted to held her in his arms as she cried, for as long as she needed his comfort.

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It felt beyond amazing, our lips moving in sync as his hand softly cupped my left beast, pinching my nipple a little, making a soft moan escaped my lips. With that, he got the opportunity for entrance, which I gladly let him in. His tongue explore mine, and I moan into his mouth, my eyes closed. His lips left my mouth, tracing a path down my neck as he let out a low groan. I whimpered as his middle finger played with my clit, while he spread wet kisses all over my body. I slowly fluttered my eyes open, watching his every move. Gently, he spread my legs and positioned himself between at my entrance.