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My breath comes in short gasps, my lungs burning with the effort of my sprint. Yet, I feel alive in a way I haven’t before, the danger and excitement of the chase stripping away the mundane worries that usually occupy my thoughts.

Suddenly, I misstep, a hidden dip in the ground catching me off guard. In that brief moment of instability, he closes the gap, his arms wrapping around me from behind in a grip that’s both secure and gentle.

“I’ve got you,” he whispers, his breath warm against my ear, sending shivers down my spine.

Without missing a beat, his hands begin to roam, his touch light but insistent, reigniting the fire that’s been smoldering between us. My pulse, already racing from the chase, skyrockets under his touch.

“You’re insatiable,” I manage to say, though my voice is more breathless than I intended.

“You make me this way,” he retorts, a smirk playing on his lips as he leans in, his movements calculated to keep me on the edge, wanting more. “Running only makes me want you more.”

He lays me down on the soft grass beneath us. His fingers trace a path along my body, igniting a fire within me that threatens to consume me whole.

I can feel the roughness of his callouses against my skin, a stark contrast to the tenderness of his touch. He deftly slips my dress from my shoulders, his eyes never leaving mine as he reveals the lacy bra underneath.

His mouth finds my breast, his tongue teasing my nipple as I arch my back, desperate for more. I can feel the heat pooling between my legs, my body begging for release.

He complies, his fingers slipping up the hem of my dress and into my panties. I gasp as he finds my clit, rubbing slow circles that have me writhing beneath him.

“Please,” I beg, not even sure what I’m asking for.

He smirks, his fingers continuing their relentless assault on my senses. “Please what?” he asks, his voice low and husky.

“Please let me come,” I manage to gasp out, my hips bucking against his hand. “Like before. It was so good before.”

“It only gets better.” He increases his pace, his fingers moving faster and faster until I come undone, my body convulsing with pleasure as wave after wave of orgasmic bliss courses through me. I whimper his name, my body still trembling from the intensity of the experience.

He pulls his hand away, leaving me panting and breathless, and then he removes my panties entirely.

He stands up, his erection straining against his pants. He unzips his pants and pulls his cock out, the sight of it making me shudder with desire.

I take it into my trembling fingers, stroking it gently as he growls above me. My hand glides up and down his shaft, matching the rhythm of his breaths.

He pulls away from me and takes a step back, his eyes locked on mine. “I want you to remember this moment,” he says softly. “Remember how much you want me, how much you need me. Because once we’re married, you’ll only have to ask, and I’ll give you everything you desire.”

I nod, my eyes filled with longing and anticipation. I can feel the need building within me once again, an ache that only he can satisfy. He takes a deep breath and kneels over my chest, his cock now within reach of my lips.

“Open your mouth,” he commands, his voice rough with desire. I obey, parting my lips and extending my tongue to meet his.

He groans softly as his cock slides into my mouth, filling my entire world. I can taste the saltiness of his skin and the sweetness of his pre-cum, a potent mix that overwhelms my senses.

I suck on it, my tongue swirling around the head and the shaft, licking and tasting every inch of him. He thrusts gently, his hips moving in time with my mouth, our bodies connected in a way that feels both intimate and forbidden.

He reaches down, grabbing my hair and holding it firmly. His grip is strong but not painful, just enough to remind me of who’s in control.

He pulls my head back, deepening the angle of my throat, and I gag slightly, the sensation of him hitting the back of my throat causing me to tremble.

“That’s it,” he growls, his voice low and full of desire. “Take it all. Naturally good at sucking cock, aren’t you?”

I try to obey, doing my best to take him deeper, but the size of him is overwhelming. I struggle to breathe, my lungs screaming for air, but I don’t let go. I want to please him, to prove to him that I’m willing to go to any length for him.

He pulls out, his cock glistening with saliva, and I gasp for air, my lungs burning from the lack of oxygen. Then he pushes into my mouth again.

I take him deeper this time, my throat adjusting to the size and shape of him. His thrusts are steady and forceful, his hips pistoning against my face, his cock hitting the back of my throat with a force that both hurts and pleases me.

He reaches down and grabs my hair again, pulling it back so that my head is tilted at an even more uncomfortable angle. “That’s it, take it all,” he growls, his voice eager and demanding. “Swallow every drop.”

I want to please him, to show him how much I desire him and how far I’ll go for him.

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