Tantric Heaven | Arya Fantasy
"Am... how do we do this again?" I asked, cocking my head to the side.
She smiled at me and offered her hand. I took it without a moment of hesitation.
"Sit down in my lap, facing me. And wrap your legs around me. Yeah, just like that, baby."
We were so close, our bodies touching in multiple places. Whenever I inhaled, my breasts pressed against hers.
Goosebumps skittered all over my skin. Her sweet scent tickled my nose. I wanted to lean down and lick her neck, to press my nose to the sensitive skin and drink her whole.
"Ready?" she asked me. I nodded. She held both of my hands in hers and laced our fingers. "You look so beautiful tonight. Did I tell you that already?"
I giggled and shook my head. Gently, I brushed the tip of her nose with mine.
"This was the first time," I whispered.
"Ah, my bad, baby," she said, voice hoarse. There was a cheeky smirk on the corner of her mouth. "I should have told you that a hundred times at least already. You look so hot."
I bit my bottom lip, and she winked. All those years together, and yet... she still makes my insides melt.
"So, what's next?" I asked her.
She closed her eyes and inhaled a long breath. Then, she slowly exhaled. "We breathe together."
I let my eyes close, too, and focused on syncing our breaths. It took us a moment, but we made it. We were breathing together as if our bodies were connected.
She let go of one of my hands, her fingertips inching up my arm. She caressed the sensitive skin on the inside of my wrist and forearm. Then, her fingertips tickled my arm and my shoulder.
With each passing moment, my body relaxed more into her. Her fingers explored my skin all over, but her breathing remained synced with mine.
When she brushed a hand over my nipples, a breath hitched.
She chuckled. "Remember to breathe, baby."
Easy for her to say when her fingers were circling my nipples. Teasing me. It took all of my will to force my breathing to remain steady, to still match hers.
When her hand started moving down south, I couldn't do it anymore. With each stroke of her fingers, my breathing grew more ragged and uneven. A gasp escaped my lips.
"Fuck, baby," I breathed out the words over her mouth, my hips moving.
She bit my bottom lip, slipping two fingers inside of me. I moaned, pressing my body closer to hers.
"Don't stop," I begged her. "Oh fuck, don't stop."
"I don't intend to," she said, kissing my neck. "I'm just getting started."
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