WARNING: THIS CONTAINS S*X LANGUAGE AND IS RATED 18. PLEASE SKIP IF UNDER THE AGE OF 18.
Alice had prepared breakfast for two, setting the table with care. Despite the presence of maids, she'd insisted on doing it herself. Meanwhile, Shawn was devising how he'd broach the subject of wanting her back in bed, a naughty smirk playing on his lips. All night long he had made love to her, and now, merely thinking of the previous night's passion, he found himself aroused. He lay on his stomach, hugging a pillow. The door to his—or, as he insisted, their—room opened.
"Sweetie, get up and have breakfast," she said, closing the door behind her. Her gaze drifted to his bare chest, and an undeniable craving for him, deep inside her, stirred. Turning to face the window to resist further temptation, she opened his wardrobe and retrieved a shirt for him. As she turned back, he was already sitting up, a pillow strategically placed on his lap to cover his "already standing friend." She moved towards him, offering the shirt, but he didn't take it. Taking the initiative, she leaned in to help him put it on, but the moment her hand brushed his skin, a jolt, like electricity, shot through her. Time seemed to suspend as their eyes locked. Slowly, her hand traced his oh-so-hot chest, and he drew a sharp, audible breath. The sensation pulled her back to reality, and she straightened, trying to hide her flushed face. But, to his advantage, she lost her balance and tumbled onto him. Her eyes widened as she felt his "hard rock" press against her lap.
"Your... your f-food. Your—" she was cut off by his sudden, consuming kiss, a raw expression of how much he needed her.
"Can I ask you a favor?" he whispered against her lips. She nodded, breathlessly. "Be my personal food," he said. He waited for her response, but she remained silent. "I'll take your silence as an approval," he murmured, kissing her neck. Yes, she wanted him too, but now she was starving. She couldn't possibly do it on an empty stomach. Oh, wait—she had a spell for making herself not feel hungry. After chanting the spell, she instantly felt full. Without hesitation, she pounced on him, devouring his lips.
"You tend to seduce me all the time, with just your looks," she breathed between kisses. His hand went to the back of her head, preventing any escape.
"I won't run, baby," she said with a smile. She rained butterfly kisses all over his body, leaving her marks on his neck.
"I love it when you do that, so no bitch will get close to me," he growled, his hands already working to unhook her bra. He was fed up with being patient. He tore her clothes and bra, and she gave him that look that screamed, 'What!' He made an innocent face. "It's hard to unhook," he said as gently as he could. She smiled at his boyish behavior.
"My Shawn loves sex and has also spoiled me by teaching me to love sex," she teased, her hand reaching for his lap. Then she realized that not only his upper body was naked, but also his lower. He was completely bare. Did he plan this? Whatever. Even if he had, it only made her more aroused. She took his big cock in her hand and began to stroke it, causing him to groan and moan in pleasure.
"You seem to love my cock more than me. You don't pet me the way you do it, huh? I'm jealous," he said in a husky voice.
"Whose cock is it, huh?" she countered. "I cherish you more, baby. It's just that when it comes to you, I can't control myself," she stated.
He was done with this delicious torture. He pinned her on the bed and began to kiss her—that kiss that always turned her on, even when she was already ablaze. She replied to his kiss with even more desire. Still not breaking the kiss, his naughty hand made its way to her already erect nipple. Wow, she was ready for him, and he liked it.
"Ready, huh?" he teased as he began to squeeze her breast gently. She cried out in pleasure as her brain seemed to fly out the window. Now she only knew Shawn; she wanted nothing but his big cock inside her "pussy." He loved the impact he had on her. His lips went to her breast, and he sucked on it, making the whole scene incredibly erotic. His free hand flew to her wet "cave," and without warning, he slid his four fingers inside her.
"Ah, baby. F*ck," she cried.
"You like it, huh? I'm gonna f*ck your brains off, baby," he said, thrusting his fingers deeper and harder, making her eyes roll to the back of her head due to the intense pleasure she was feeling.
"Oooh, baby. Please stop," she whispered, pulling his fingers out.
"Hmm," he hummed as he licked her "juice" from his fingers. "You taste sweet," he complimented.
"Take me, baby. I want you, please," she pleaded, and without warning, he made a hard thrust inside her, and she let out a soft cry. This was driving him crazy.
"Babe, I want you to cry for me. Scream my name, babe, don't hold back. Your voice turns me on," he said as he began to move on top of her. They both moaned and enjoyed their fantastic lovemaking.
"If I had the privilege, I'd have you as my breakfast, lunch, dinner, and even my midnight snack," he confessed as he increased his pace. Her fingers ran through his hair, and she brought his face close to hers. Before she could make the move, he kissed her. They kissed, and his hips continued to do the work. His free hand began to squeeze her breast. She was finding it difficult to control herself, and she began to scream his name.
"Yes, babe. I'm listening. Scream harder and louder," he said, f*cking her hard and fast. Oh my, she screamed her lungs out with pleasure. He made her go wild. Well, she didn't care at all because she loved him. No, not loved... she loved, loves, has loved, and will always love him. He was her everything. Her new home, her heaven on earth, even though they both belonged in hell. With him in hell, everything was going to be perfect, and she would never want him to leave her. Her brain flew to heaven the moment she realized she had just exploded. No, they both exploded. He rolled over so they could catch their breath.
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