His Craving Is Her

His breath, a whisper against the silken column of her neck, ignites a wildfire that dances down her spine. Like feathered kisses, each inhalation and exhalation sends tremors quaking through her body, stirring a raw yearning deep within.

With every caress of his breath, the skin beneath her collarbone tightens, her pulse quickening like a drummer’s heartbeat. The scent of amber and spice mingles with the musky warmth of his proximity, intoxicating her senses.

His lips, soft and insistent, graze the shell of her ear, sending shivers that ripple through her limbs. The tip of his tongue teases the tender flesh below, drawing a moan from the depths of her being.

His touch, under the spell of it, her body becomes a molten river, flowing towards an inevitable torrent of pleasure. Her limbs tremble, her core clenching and unclenching in perfect harmony with his rhythms.

He continues his edging, his hands becoming more urgent, more demanding. They travel down from her neck, across her collar bone, and down her chest, leaving a trail of burning desire in its wake. His ravenous mouth, hungry for her, following close behind.

His tongue, rough and agile, finds its target and plunges deep inside her. He finally tastes what he’s been craving, what is his. Her body receives pulses of pleasure as he feverishly devours her.

As the climax nears, her body arches, her head thrown back in ecstasy. Her breath hitches and stutters, breaking the rhythm of her heart’s relentless pounding. And then, with a final, shuddering gasp, she surrenders to the primal awakening, her body surging with a pleasure so intense it consumes her entirely.

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