Appetence – intense desire; strong natural craving.
Miyah's POV
Before I could finish my sentence, he crashed his lips onto mine with excessive force. The intense shock left me rooted to the spot, unable to move. Sensing my resistance, he grabbed my waist and pulled me closer, forcing a gasp from my lips. This momentary lapse allowed him to deepen the kiss, his tongue slipping past my defenses and exploring with fervent intensity. As I attempted to resist, my hands instinctively pressed against his chest, a feeble attempt to create some distance. However, he anticipated my move, swiftly pinning my hands above my head with one hand, while the other made its way between my thighs.
As our lips fought for dominance over each other, I couldn't help but feel an electric charge course through my body at the slightest touch of his lips against mine.
My body betrayed me completely as it yearned for more of his touch.
The room seemed to spin around us as his hand continued its ascent towards my core area.
The want to resist him faded away just as quickly as it had come into existence. My body betrayed me completely as it yearned for more of his touch. His hands continued to roam my body as if searching for something to possess completely. I felt like I was losing myself to him.
His fingers moved up my thighs and slid into my panty. A soft moan escaped my lips as his fingers made contact with my wet folds. "Fuck, Miyah, you're so wet."
Suddenly, he swept me off my feet, effortlessly carrying me into his bedroom, our lips still locked in a passionate embrace.
He gently lowered me onto his bed, the soft fabric embracing me as he continued to lavish kisses along my neck, each touch igniting a fire within me. His fingers found the zipper of my dress, slowly easing it down.
As my dress fell away, my bra followed suit, leaving me exposed to his hungry gaze. His eyes darkened with desire as they roamed over my almost naked body, the intensity of his stare sending a shiver down my spine. In that moment, every nerve in my body hummed with desire, craving his touch and surrendering to the raw, unbridled passion between us.
His lips enveloped one of my breasts, his mouth exploring with a fervent hunger, while his hand tenderly caressed the other, sending waves of pleasure coursing through me. With each touch, he drew me deeper into the throes of passion, his touch igniting flames of desire that consumed my every thought. Meanwhile, his skilled fingers teased and tantalized my nipple, eliciting moans of ecstasy as I surrendered to the intoxicating sensation.
He trailed kisses down my stomach to my already throbbing core.
In one swift, primal motion, he tore off my panty, spreading my legs wide open, exposing me completely to his hungry gaze. With deliberate slowness, he slid his tongue across my wet folds, each caress sending a surge of pleasure through my body, causing another moan to escape my lips.
"Look at me, inamorata," he murmured, his voice husky with desire, "I want you to watch me devour you." His words ignited a new wave of excitement as I met his gaze, unable to tear my eyes away from the sight of him taking me apart piece by piece with his mouth.
As he continued to ravish me with a hunger that seemed insatiable, his tongue danced skillfully around my sensitive lovebud, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body. With each flick and tease, he brought me closer to the edge of ecstasy. As if that wasn't enough, he added another layer of sensation, sliding a finger into me with, heightening the pleasure to an almost unbearable intensity. It was as if he had been starved for days and I was his feast, his every movement driving me closer to the brink of blissful oblivion.
I was a moaning mess, completely lost in the whirlwind of sensation. With every passing moment, the pressure in my abdomen intensified, signaling the impending release of an orgasm. As if sensing my nearing climax, he added another finger, increasing the pace of his movements, while his other hand expertly assaulted my nipple, sending bolts of pleasure shooting through me. His lips continued their relentless assault on my lovebud, sucking and teasing with unbridled passion.
"Come for me, sexy," he murmured, his words pushing me over the edge. With a primal cry of ecstasy, the pressure in my abdomen reached its crescendo, and I succumbed to the overwhelming pleasure, waves of euphoria washing over me as I tumbled into the abyss of orgasmic bliss.
As I lay there, catching my breath, he swiftly removed his pants, his arousal palpable as he positioned himself at my entrance. "I'm not done with you yet, inamorata..."
He slid into me with his humongous member, eliciting a gasp and bringing tears to my eyes from the overwhelming sensation. Starting off slowly and gently, he allowed me time to adjust to his size. Feeling the tightness of my walls gripping him caused a deep, guttural groan to escape his lips as he momentarily lost himself in the exquisite pleasure. Gradually, the pace quickened, each thrust becoming more fervent and urgent than the last, a primal rhythm of desire echoing through the room, with each thrust silently conveying that the night was far from over.