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“Come on, there’s more to see,” I tell her, leading her down a hallway adorned with intricate moldings and elegant chandeliers. We pass several tastefully decorated rooms, each filled with exquisite furnishings and unique artwork. But it’s the final room that truly captures our attention.
Spencer gasps, her face a mix of surprise and intrigue as she takes in the opulent space before us. A crystal chandelier casts a warm glow over the plush carpet and richly upholstered furniture while a massive four-poster bed beckons from the far end of the room. But it’s the sex swing hanging from the ceiling that truly commands our attention.
“Is that…?” she trails off, her cheeks flushing as she glances at me for confirmation.
“Indeed, it is,” I reply, a mischievous grin tugging at my lips. “I thought it might add an extra element to our weekend.”
“Element?” Spencer raises an eyebrow, and I can see the wheels turning in her head as she considers the possibilities. The anticipation between us crackles like electricity, heightening our senses and drawing us together like magnets.
“Only if you’re comfortable, of course,” I add hastily, not wanting to push her too far too fast. My heart swells as I realize that, for once, my intentions aren’t driven solely by lust—they’re entwined with a genuine desire to make Spencer happy, to share new experiences with her, and to deepen our connection on every level.
“Let’s explore the rest of thehousefirst,” she suggests, her eyes dancing with curiosity. “God only knows what other surprises you have planned.”
“My lips are sealed.” I take her hand as we continue our tour. As we wander through the sprawling estate, I find myself lost in thoughts of our future together. The secrets we’ll uncover. And, the thoughts terrify me while electrifying me at the same time.
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“Do you want to play with this?” I ask, my voice laced with anticipation as we stand on the threshold of the opulent sex swing room. The rich velvet curtains sway gently in the breeze from the open window, casting a seductive glow over the chamber.
She’s trembling, her green eyes dancing with mischief as she steps into the room. I watch her explore, her fingers trailing delicately over the golden fixtures and plush cushions that surround the centerpiece—a luxurious, leather-clad swing suspended from the ceiling.
“Come here,” I say softly, pulling her towards me. Our lips meet in a kiss, our breathing becoming heavier and more urgent with each passing second while every stitch we are wearing hits the floor. As our bodies press together, I can feel the intensity of our connection surging like a tidal wave, threatening to overwhelm us both.
“Up you go,” I murmur, lifting Spencer onto the sex swing. She gasps in surprise at the sensation, her legs wrapping instinctively around my waist as I secure her in place. My hands roam her body hungrily, taking in every curve and contour as if committing them to memory.
Without any shame, she guides my hand to the warm, wet heat between her thighs. I oblige eagerly, my fingers exploring her pink pussy as my mouth finds her neck, leaving a trail of kisses in its wake. Her hips buck against my touch, a desperate moan escaping her lips as our eyes lock.
I planned to play with her for more time. To make her beg, but this will be fast and furious. My cock is harder than ever. I haven’t fuck her in what seems days and this hunger is killing me, pushing me to move faster. Yeah, I’ve became addicted to my hands on her skin.
Slowly, I enter her, savoring the exquisite tightness enveloping me. We move together, lost in the rhythm, each thrust bringing us closer to the edge of sanity.
Her moans are urging me to go faster. Harder. Her nails digging into my back as her body quivers beneath me. I oblige, slamming into her with a primal fervor that sends us both hurtling towards oblivion.
“Spencer!” I cry out as we climax together, our bodies shaking and drenched in sweat. The room seems to spin around us, but in that moment, nothing exists but the two of us.
At last, the world comes back into focus, and I notice Spencer’s chest heaving with exhaustion. Her eyes, usually so bright and vibrant, are glazed over with the intensity of our encounter.
“Are you okay?” I ask, concern flooding my voice as I help her down from the swing.
“Never better,” she signs and then, her body leans against me for support. “That was… incredible.”
I wrap my arms around her, holding her close as we catch our breaths. Though our bodies ache with fatigue, the emotional weight of our connection remains etched on our faces.
As I scoop Spencer up in my arms, her body is limp and spent from our passionate tryst. Her breathing is heavy but steady – a testament to the intensity of our connection. I’m careful not to jostle her too much as I carry her through the luxurious mansion towards the bedroom.
The room we’ve chosen for the night is awash in moonlight, casting a silver glow over the plush furnishings and soft linens. I gently lay Spencer down on the bed, tucking her in with a warm, cozy blanket. As I take a step back, I admire her beauty: those piercing green eyes now closed, her delicate features relaxed in slumber, and her chest rising and falling with each breath.
“Sweet dreams,” I whisper before pressing a tender kiss to her forehead. With that, I retreat to the adjoining bathroom to clean up before joining her in bed.
I wake up with a start, my senses suddenly on high alert. Something feels… off. Turning to face Spencer, I find only an empty space where she should be. Panic surges through me, my heart pounding against my chest like a caged animal.
“Spencer?” I call out even if I know she can’t hear me, hoping against hope that she’s simply wandered off to grab a midnight snack or something equally innocent.
Casting aside the tangled sheets, I bolt upright and throw on a pair of pants before heading out to search for her. My mind races with doubt. Was she overwhelmed by the intensity of our encounter? Or worse, is she in danger?
The suspense is unbearable, gnawing at my insides like a ravenous beast. Determination courses through my veins as I continue my frantic search. I won’t rest until I find her and ensure she’s safe.
As I scour every inch of the sprawling estate, one thought remains at the forefront of my mind: I need Spencer to stay with me, not just for tonight, but for as long as we are together. And I’ll do whatever it takes to convince her this has only just begun.
