Page 46 of Reminders of Her


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As we cross the threshold into the room, leaving the outside world behind, a mixture of nerves and desire dances between us.She presses her lips together, the uncertainty etched in her beautiful face.

“Are you sure you want this?”I ask, my voice laced with tenderness and a hint of hesitation.

“Yes,” she whispers.Her nod reassures me, and I pull her closer, capturing her lips with mine.Our connection goes beyond a mere kiss.It’s an intimate dance of souls.

My hand cradles the back of her neck while her hands find solace on my shoulders.We explore each other’s mouths with a fervor born of longing, our lips moving in perfect harmony.It’s a dance of passion, a symphony of desire.

Seeking to savor every part of her, I deepen the kiss, my tongue gliding over hers.Simultaneously, my hand ventures downward, skimming along her back, tracing the delicate fabric of her thin tank top.With aching restraint, I raise it slightly, revealing her searing skin.The desire to taste and touch every inch of her consumes me.

With a blend of anticipation and urgency, I run my fingers along the waistband of her shorts, feeling the warmth of her skin beneath my touch.A soft whimper escapes her lips as I continue, unfastening the buttons and pulling the zipper down.Lowering my mouth to hers, our lips collide in a fervent kiss, mirroring the intensity of our connection.

I trail my kisses along her jawline, relishing the delicate sensation of her skin against my lips.With each touch, desire crackles in the air, heightening the urgency, the need to fuse our bodies.I raise her tank top, revealing the alluring sight of her pink lace bra.

She suddenly issues a command, her voice laced with raw desire.“Touch me.”

Her words hang in the air, an invitation that sets my blood on fire.We surrender to the electric passion that engulfs us, knowing that this night will forever be etched in our memories.

“Are you in charge?”I tease, flicking my tongue against her lacy-covered nipple, a surge of desire coursing through me.

She gasps, her eyes shimmering with hunger and longing.I’m eager to please her, using my mouth, hands, and the undeniable hardness that pulses within me.

Kneeling before her, I carefully finish tugging her shorts and panties down her shapely legs, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of her sweet, delicate folds.

“Sit on the bed,” I command, my voice filled with a mixture of authority and longing.

As she obeys, I gaze deeply into her eyes, my words laced with honesty and intensity.Spreading her legs, I bury my face at the apex of her thighs, pressing my tongue against her rosy pearl.

She cries out, gripping my hair as I trail kisses along her moist slit, nibbling at her delicate flesh with a hint of playful desire.I draw her hard nub between my lips, delighting in her every moan and throaty gasp.

I’ve never been so aroused by a woman before, and the sensations flooding through me are overwhelming.Plunging my tongue deep inside her, I swirl and press, igniting a primal growl that reverberates throughout the room.

Returning my focus to her clit, I slide two fingers inside her, curling them to find the spot that will drive her wild and bring her to the edge.She rocks her hips against my mouth, taking control of her pleasure, and I revel in her boldness.

This is the side of her she hides, the one unafraid to take as much as she gives.I continue to lap at her delicate folds and pump my fingers, bringing her closer to the brink.

She screams, her body shuddering against my mouth as she reaches her peak.I absorb every wave of her orgasm, reveling in its intensity, just like her.

Moving my hands up her hips, I gaze into her radiant face, captivated by the energy that surrounds her.It invites me to escape into another world, one that exists only in her presence.I can’t resist kissing her as if she were my oxygen, my lifeline—the very essence that keeps me alive.Her hands find the zipper of my jeans, pulling them down along with my boxer briefs.

“I’m not sure how I want you,” she teases, holding my throbbing cock in her palm.“Your options are for me to suck you”—she swirls her tongue around the tip of my engorged member, making me ache with desire—“or to let me feel you inside me, filling me the way your fingers did.”

My breath catches at the thought of being buried deep inside her without protection.I hesitate for a moment, reaching for the foil packet inside my jeans.

“Let me,” she insists, ripping it open and rolling it along my length with deliberate slowness.The anticipation is exquisite torture, and I yearn to release in her hands.Guiding me to her entrance, she licks her lips.I slowly thrust my cock deep inside her, claiming her as mine at last.

I gaze into her eyes, overwhelmed by a sense of gratitude and awe.We surrender to the fire that burns between us, igniting a passion that cannot be contained.

ChapterThirty-Four

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At the very essence of my being, an undeniable truth resides—I loved them both with a fervor that sent shivers down my spine.

Their hearts were a gift—a gift I lost too soon.

They were two souls, so wildly different, yet each held a piece of my heart that is irreplaceable.She was a tempest in a stunning human form—a fierce thunderstorm with lightning flashes in her eyes, and yet beneath her formidable exterior was an undercurrent of delicate vulnerability that tugged at me.Her presence was like a whisper on the wind, an invocation I found impossible to disregard.It was a silent plea, a thirst for guidance, a longing for possession, but most importantly, an insatiable craving for love.

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