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"I'm so happy with you, Tania," he whispers into my ear amidst gentle nibbles along the lobe.
My heart flutters at his warm breath against my skin and the vibrations of his voice sending shivers down my neck. Hishands roam down to cup my ass cheeks gently before sliding up underneath my dress, teasingly brushing against bare skin.
"I’m happy too, Garet." I smile, turning in his arms to face him fully while keeping myself nestled against his chest.
Gods, he smells so good; like sweat mixed with the subtle scent of freshly cut grass after a morning rain storm - musky yet intoxicatingly familiar and comforting.
Garet's touch sends shivers of excitement coursing through my body, and I find myself leaning into him even more, my heart pounding in my chest. The feel of his skin against my cheek sends a delightful tingle down my spine as he nuzzles me again.
His lips brush against mine gently, teasingly, and when he pulls away, I'm left feeling bereft but also eager for what comes next. The way he looks at me—with those intense amber eyes that hold so much love and desire—makes my breath catch in my throat. I can't help but return the affection, running my fingers through his short spiky horns as I let out a soft moan.
Our kisses are slow and tender now, full of promise and passion that seems to grow stronger with each passing moment. His hands slide up my sides until they reach the small of my back, pulling me closer still. His touch is electric; it feels like every inch of our skin is connected by an invisible current.
When we finally break apart for air, we're both panting heavily. Our chests rise and fall in sync as if we were one being breathing together. The air between us crackles with an almost tangible energy as we stay locked in each other's gaze, lost in this haze of newfound love and lust.
His hand moves down to my ass, squeezing and massaging my cheeks. A shiver runs up my spine as he presses a finger against my entrance; I moan into his mouth and grind down on his digit, desperate for him inside me once more. And then he does it – he slips a finger into me, stretching me out with one smooth stroke that causes me to buck up against him.
"Oh god," I gasp as he begins to pump his finger in and out of my pussy.
My head thrashes back and forth, unable to contain the explosion of sensations. The scrape of his stubble against my neck adds to the sensual chaos already coursing through me.
He thumbs my clit, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through my entire body, and I arch my back off the bed in response. It feels so good. So fucking good.
The tension in my body builds up until it erupts into an orgasm that rocks me to my core - waves of bliss wash over me as he continues to finger-fuck me and stroke my clit. My body quivers under his touch; sweat breaks out on my forehead from overexertion but I don't care; all that matters is this moment with him.
In that instant, I know that we are meant to be together forever. And when he finally pulls his finger out of me, I can feel the cool air against my hot skin, sending shivers down my spine. He positions himself at my entrance once more and slowly pushes inside, filling me up with his cock completely.
"Gare-t...," I moan out his name into the silence of our bedroom as he starts moving within me slowly but powerfully; it feels like heaven on earth. Each thrust sends a delicious friction across my sensitive nerves, making me moan out loud each time he drives deeper into me. Our hips meet in a rhythm; our breathing syncs up once more as if by some invisible bond between us.
As we make love, lost in each other's embrace and movements, our world falls away leaving only our connection behind - raw, primal and beautifully intimate. We are one being reveling in the feeling of being joined together like this; our bodies moving in perfect harmony as if they've always known each other's rhythms by heart.
His muscular body glistens with sweat as he throws his head back in ecstasy, his mouth open in a silent scream that matches the ferocity of his movements. The scent of our passion fills the air, a heady mix of skin on scales, salty sweat and arousal that becomes almost intoxicating as he slams into me harder and deeper.
My moans blend with his grunts, growing louder with each passing moment. I grab onto his strong shoulders, digging my nails into his flesh as my hips meet his rhythmically, taking him deeper still.
My breaths are ragged now, my chest heaving with the effort of holding onto this incredible sensation for as long as possible. His hair tosses against his shoulders as he throws his head back again, revealing the corded muscles of his neck straining from the exertion.
I taste the salt from his sweat mixing with mine on our shared lips every time he finds my mouth in a searing kiss. His skin is slick with it against mine, and the friction only serves to heighten the pleasure between us.
The sound of slapping skin echoes around the room as our bodies collide repeatedly, creating an almost primal symphony that intensifies their intimacy. Every thrust sends shockwaves down through my spine and up to my core; every moan is met by another one from him. Our bodies move together like two pieces of art coming to life under each other's touches - beautifully synchronized.
As I arch my back, he forces himself even deeper inside me, teasing my G-spot with his thumb while his other hand grips my hip tightly. His breathing is ragged, harsh pants mingling with mine in the air, and his muscles ripple beneath his sweat-soaked skin. Our hips slam together in a rhythm that matches our hearts' racing beats, creating a melody that fills the silence of the room.
His kisses trail down my neck, nibbling softly on my collarbone before he latches onto a sensitive spot just above it, sucking gently as his fingers move lower to find their target. My body tenses involuntarily at the feeling, causing him to groan into my skin before he releases me with a soft kiss there as well.
Our bodies are covered with a thin sheen of sweat that glistens in the dim lighting; muscles ripple and flex as they grind against each other. My eyes are locked on his, drinking in every moment of this passionate dance we share.
The smell of sweat and sex fills the air, mingling together to create an intoxicating aroma that only serves to heighten my arousal. Our skin slaps together, creating a rhythmic melody that somehow manages to drown out any other sound in the room. It's almost as if we're moving to a music only we can hear—a primal, animalistic tune that only intensifies our connection.
His hands roam over my back, leaving trails of goosebumps in their wake as he grips my hips tightly, urging me closer still. I can feel his heart pounding against my chest with every thrust, matching my own rushed breaths.
I grasp at his shoulders, digging my nails into his scales as I arch up into him, meeting every forceful push with a groan of delight. His lips curl into a smile at the sound, his eyes burning with desire for me. I'm lost in this moment together; there's nothing else but the two of us and this intense need that pulses through us both.
With each thrust comes a wet slap against my skin—a glorious sound that resonates through the room like a drumbeat. In this moment, I feel like I am made of pure ecstasy.
His lips grace my skin in a trail of soft, lingering kisses that make me shiver with anticipation. My body trembles under his touch as he grips my hips tightly and pushes into me forcefully, his hard length sliding against my wetness with a slick sound.
He's breathing heavily, our chests heaving together as we move in syncopated rhythm. His hands explore every inch of my body, leaving trails of goosebumps in their wake as they travel up and down my sides, over my legs, back to grasp at my hips once more.
