Take Two To Tango の小説・ストーリー

he murmured suggestively. Caleb’s fingers trailed lightly down my spine. “We could start with round two,” he suggested, his voice low and husky. I pretended to consider his words, feigning reluctance. I knew they were only giving me a moment to breathe because, given the feeling of their hardness pressing against me, their soldiers were pretty angry. With boldness, I rose slowly, their eyes following my body as I moved to sit on my hind legs. “I guess round two it is.”

she begged, wanting more than I was giving her but I was nowhere near finished playing with her. I grabbed an ice cube and popped it into my mouth, holding it against my tongue as I slowly slid her thong off, leaving her in the leather garter belt that I had picked out. Once my tongue was nice and cold, I swallowed the ice and dropped my mouth to her molten cunt, letting my cold tongue glide over her from slit to clit.

I watched him push his chair forward, his legs lifting him while his hands readjusted his tuxedo. Sage’s eyes charred brightly before twitching. Slowly, he approached me, the sound of his soles tolling through the silent space. His steps sounded like a soft crunch on granite. I didn’t falter or move. I held his gaze, our eyes speaking volumes without saying any words. We stood in silence for the next few minutes, saying nothing but staring blankly at each other. After what felt like an eternity, his hoarse voice slashed through the hefty silence.

I gasped and John suddenly clung to our bodies. The feel of his warm skin in contact with mine drove me into an inexplicable frenzy as my chest rose and fell rapidly. My cleavage allowed a part of my breasts to rub against his hard torso, which pleased him, as he brought one of his hands to the nape of my neck, filling the palm with the strands of my hair, where he gave a gentle tug that made me moan softly in approval.

Sophia, caught in the dance, felt a magnetic pull, a connection that went beyond the physical. As they swayed to the passionate beat, the chemistry between them intensified. The tango's seductive rhythm mirrored the growing attraction between Alexander and Sophia. Each step, each movement, spoke volumes, expressing a shared language only they understood. As the music reached its crescendo, so did the intensity of their dance. In the midst of the heated dance, their eyes locked, exchanging a language of desire and unspoken emotions. Alexander's gaze held a promise, a silent declaration that reverberated through the pulsating rhythm of the tango.

HANA I parted my lips to feel more of his. But all I got was a graze of his lips. "What's your safe word?" He asked me against them. "STING," I breathed. He dipped his thumb into my mouth and I sucked, feeling hot and aroused. "Yes," He growls. "It's STING, Hana. I don't take no and you are not allowed to say no to me. Do you understand?" I nod my head frantically as he sucked on my lower lip.

But Chase's experience gave him the edge of the battle. He knew exactly which spot in girl's mouth he should send his tongue to, where inside the mouth or part of the girl's tongue he should caress. He knew the perfect time and combination to lure a girl through his teeth, mouth and tongue. Not just that, his hands sure do know where to go, the spots to be pressed, to be caressed, to be... squeezed. He lifted her off her feet and pushed against the wall.