Warning: Mature content in the chapter
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Grace moaned as pleasure overwhelmed her. She couldn’t recall when was the last time she experienced something like this. Rune knew exactly what to do. He sucked on her nipple, played with it using his tongue, and then even lightly nipped on the swell of her breast to leave an angry red mark.
Once he was done with her left breast, he shifted his attention to the right one while his hand massaged the former. With all these overwhelming attention, it was impossible for her to stay silent and not react.
She writhed under him as he continued to pleasure her. She was still lost in the intense sensations that were swarming her when she felt his other hand on the waistband of her jeans.
With one last flick of his tongue over her bud, he pulled away and moved his other hand down her body until they too came to rest on the waistband of her jeans. He unbuttoned the jeans before pulling down the fly and then dragging the jeans down.
She complied and lifted her hips, watching as he pulled the jeans down her legs and threw them down the bed, making it join the top and bra that were already on the floor. Then without waiting, he did the same to her panty. Within less than a minute, she was left completely naked in front of him.
All of a sudden, Grace found herself feeling nervous and a little shy, something she hadn’t felt in a long while, as Rune took his time to take in her very naked appearance. His gaze roamed over her entire naked body, taking in every single detail.
She knew that she had an amazing body - full curves in all the right places, smooth and milky skin, toned body, and long slender legs - she carried a perfect body. And yet, she held her breath as she watched him taking her in.
When he was finally done moments later, he looked up and fixed his gaze on her face before stating - "You are extremely beautiful... perfect."
Grace said nothing and just watched in silence as he leaned down and placed a kiss right below her belly button. Instead of pulling back after that, he continued trailing more kisses further south, inching closer toward her aching core that was desperate for his attention.
The tension in the air was palpable, it was charged with an intimacy that she didn’t anticipate to escalate so quickly. What they were doing at the moment was nowhere on her schedule of the day.
Her breath hitched as Rune continued his downward journey. His every kiss was sending ripples of heat coursing through her entire body. She had never felt this vulnerable yet desired, her body responded to his every touch with an intensity she hadn’t known was possible.
Her fingers found their way into his hair once again and she clutched on them softly as he pressed his lips just above the spot where her need was most urgent. Just when she was expecting him to continue, he paused and looked up at her.
His gaze was dark and full of hunger, but there was also something softer - a silent question as if he was seeking permission.
She found herself slolwy nodding, aware of how her cheeks were flushed crimson while her heart hammered in anticipation of what was coming next.
Her permission was all he needed as he immediately lowered his face once again and his warm breath hit her sensitive skin. The very next moment, his lips finally found her aching core.
She gasped out loudly as a powerful sensation erupted through her lower bud and spread across her body, forcing every other thought out of her head but him and the pleasure he was making her experience.
The gasp was soon followed by a moan when she felt him replacing his lips with his tongue. He trailed a path between her folds before stopping at her clit and giving it a hard suck.
He then planted a few kisses on her inner thigh before sucking harshly on a certain part, leaving yet another mark on her smooth skin.
When his lips finally returned to her waiting clit, she tried to arch her back and press herself against his mouth as her desire overwhelmed her. But he kept her in place with the help of his hand that was placed over her lower belly.
Every movement of his tongue was deliberate, skilled, and maddeningly perfect. Her fingers tightened in his hair as a broken moan escaped her lips.
Time seemed to blur as he continued to pleasure her. Each stroke of his tongue was seemingly unraveling her piece by piece. He was relentless yet gentle, taking his time to explore her with an intensity that left her trembling.
She could barely process the overwhelming waves of pleasure washing over her. It didn’t take long before she felt her body growing taut as she felt herself nearing the edge.
"Please," she whispered in a barely audible voice which was laced with desperation.
Her plea seemed to spur him on. His hands gripped her thighs firmly, holding her in place as his movements became more focused. Within moments, the pressure building inside her exploded, sending her spiraling into a release so intense that she cried out his name while her body trembled uncontrollably as powerful waves of pleasure washed over her.
He didn’t stop until her breathing began to slow and her body softened under his touch. Only then did he pull away. His lips were glistening as he looked up at her with a satisfied smile. She watched as he crawled back up her body, his weight comforting and grounding as he hovered over her.
"You’re incredible," he murmured while brushing a strand of her hair away from her flushed face. He then leaned down and kissed her softly, letting her taste herself on his lips.
Grace’s heart swelled at the tenderness of the kiss which was a stark contrast to the raw passion they had just shared.