Sweet Sin - S01 E129

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Sweet Sin - S01 E129

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 129

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The mouth-to-mouth feast wasn’t gentle, wasn’t tender, wasn’t soft.

It was the kind born from swallowed pride, desperate longing, and the unbearable thought of almost losing each other to mistakes.

Every minute of the kiss carried a possessiveness too fierce to be hidden. The anger hadn’t disappeared, it had simply melted into craving and relief.

Tobias’s hand behind was nearly tearing away the flesh, fingers digging into it as he squeezed, pressed, cupped the two parts and rubbed her waist warmly.

Her hands left his shirt, and they went up his shoulders till they curled at the back of his neck, holding him down to herself. The hunger ruined and consumed them both, and they in turn consumed each other like irredeemable addicts.

She dragged a palm to his jaw, cupping it and caressing his chin dimple with her thumb edge.

She stood on top of his shoes when her tippy toes began hurting, and the kiss broke suddenly.

“I like the idea of you being a short plushie I can put in my pocket…” He caressed her lips with his fingers, darting his tongue out to lick the lips.

“And I like the idea of you being a tall giant I can wrap myself with. You’ll be my hoodie.” She kissed his neck, tracing her lips up his chin.

He took control completely, initiating the second round as their lips found each other again rawly.

One of his hand left her ass, came to her breàsts and cupped one, squeezing it through her dress as their kiss bared their souls to each other, locked them up in a cage of iniquity and threw off the key.

Inside, they burned.

Their legs moved as they kissed, and they stumbled through the closet in a blur of reckless momentum.

Tobias drove her backward until her spine met the bra drawer with a heavy thud, and the impact sent the drawer crashing open.

Delicate lace bras spilled across the polished floor, but they didn’t stop kissing. It only got more intense.

“Hmm,” she moaned loudly, breasts hardening in his palm.

Her hands plucked off the buttons of his shirt, and the expensive material went down, baring his skin.

She touched his two nipples too, caressing the tips.

As they kissed and stumbled around, his hands got under her dress and tore off her panty too.

The net material fell between her legs, and a second later, she shoved him away just enough to reverse them, only for him to catch her again and send them colliding into the lingerie rack, then their starving lips returned to each other AGAIN.

Silk and satin lingeries slipped from their hangers like surrendering flags, but neither of them noticed.

They were too consumed by the storm they had become.

Their heartbeats pounded with relief so intense it almost hurt. They clung to each other with a desperation that bordered on obsession, as if letting go for even a second would hurt.

Then, she pushed him.

His back slammed into the towering shoe rack, and the rack answered with chaos. Boxes tipped over. Heels, boots, and polished leather shoes cascaded onto the floor in a clattering avalanche, yet, neither of them flinched.

The kiss got fuelled.

Tobias ripped her dress away from her skin, and she peeled away his pants too, leaving them naked.

He spun her, so her back is on him, ass grinding his covk.

He held her by the neck, with his back on him, and she lifted her face up, the back of her head hitting his chest as the kiss resumed yet again.

He wrapped his second arm around her body, giving her the tongue thrusts which stole more moans from her in the disarranged closet.

He caressed her throat, kissed her mind and shattered every fragment of her soul left with his mouth.

He kissed her so hard she had to start trying to breathe.

She couldn’t.

He kissed so rough her lips swelled and hurt in his mouth.

She couldn’t stop.

He kissed so much she felt her heartbeats mixing with the beats coming from her p$ssy.

It’s like the two organs switched places.

P$ssy became heart, beating wildly and wetting madly.

Direction no longer existed.

They staggered blindly, tugging and steering each other without thinking, driven only by instinct and the magnetic pull that refused to let either one escape.

The closet disappeared behind them one careless step at a time until the softness of carpet replaced polished flooring beneath their feet.

And that was when they realized they had somehow ended up in the bedroom without remembering a single step in between.

Seraphina’s body landed in bed with a soft thud, and when he came over her like a wild animal, the racing of her heart worsened.

Pulse quickened.

They’re on a bed.

A bed. For the first time.

She couldn’t even think before his mouth captured her neck. The exact spot Vince kissed.

He kissed it hard, biting and sucking till a deep dark shade of redness marked the skin.

A hickey that’s not coverable.

“I missed your mouth too,” she confessed, not feeling the need to hide anything anymore.

He went down, separated her legs and inserted his tongue in her p$ssy.

Just once. He came back up and stuck out the tongue that’s wet with her juices. She tilted up and closed her mouth around the tongue, licking her own sin and swallowing.

“See?” He smirked. “It’s obvious you missed this mouth.”

Seraphina quickly tossed him, and he allowed it, getting under her while she sat on top. She didn’t just sit, she sat on top of his cóvk, sliding the sweet chunk in herself and sitting like a total queen on her throne.

“Sera, ….” He groaned, shutting his eyes as her warmth, honey, and tightness jolted his brain. “Fûck…”

And she began moving, riding him roughly like a cowboy.

He held her hips, and her palms rested on his chest as she sped up, over-speeding and bouncing.

“What the…” His lips went hot. “Nasty, nasty girl. Fûck!” He cussed again, his head going down as he bounced again, grinding dangerously.

“Ah…hh…” She moaned loudly too, ass clapping, breasts clapping, hair swaying, knees clipping.

Tobias tilted up, taking a n1pple in his mouth, spanking her bouncy ass, and at the same time, receiving the nastiest ride of his fuckin life.

“Shit…..baby….”

She threw her head back, sweating, receiving another spank, with echoed through the room walls.

“Mm-mm…yes! Yes!!!”

He tossed them, taking over on the top and completing the wreckage.

He pinned her hands down on top of her head, giving it to her hard, rough, skillful, till he’s balls-deep in her p$ssy and fuckin’ her life out of her.

Instead of saying the safe word like she’d do at a time like this, she kissed him again, moaning against his lips as she received another sweet thrust.

“More….Daddy…more of that covk. More, please….moreee!!”

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