Ethan's eyes locked onto Mira, every inch of her body laid bare in front of him, her hands slowly retreating from her breasts, leaving her chest bare and exposed.
The delicate curve of her waist, the soft swell of her breasts, the way her nipples stood taut in the air—it was as if he was seeing her for the first time, not just physically, but as something he could possess.
His gaze lingered on her, drinking in the sight of her flushed skin, her breath shallow, and the subtle but unmistakable signs of her desire.
Mira's body trembled slightly, a soft moan escaping her lips as her chest heaved with anticipation. She was beautiful, vulnerable in a way that stirred something inside him, something darker, something powerful.
He could see how her body reacted to him—how her nipples had hardened, betraying her inner need, how her breath quickened at every subtle shift in his movements. Ethan basked in the sight, a part of him fascinated by the way her body responded to him, so eager, so ready.
He allowed himself a moment to savor it—her skin, her form, the way she surrendered to him.
"I like your boobs" he said while locking eye contact with her.
She blushed more and turned her face away in embarrassment and excitement "T-Thank y-you"
With slow, deliberate movements, he reached for her, cupping her breasts in his hands. His thumbs brushed over her sensitive nipples, causing her to gasp.
Mira's head tilted back, a soft whimper escaping her lips as he gently squeezed and molded her flesh, his fingers expertly tracing the contours of her body.
He lowered his head, brushing his lips against the soft skin of her chest before taking one of her hardened nipples into his mouth. His tongue flicked over it, teasing, tasting.
Mira's body quivered, a soft moan escaping her as she instinctively pushed herself closer to him, wanting more.
The heat between them was palpable, her chest rising and falling faster with every move he made.
"M-More…" Mira gasped, her voice breathless, filled with need.
Ethan couldn't help but smirk against her skin, feeling her desperation grow with each passing second. He moved from one nipple to the other, his mouth and tongue sending electric shocks of pleasure through her, each one building more intensely than the last.
Her body responded to him like a symphony, every moan, every gasp pushing him further into the moment.
She was in ecstasy, her mind clouded with nothing but hims touch, nothing but the sensation of his hands on her, his lips claiming her.
Ethan reveled in the power he had over her, in the way she was losing herself in the pleasure he was giving her, making her surrender completely. Her hands gripped his shoulders tightly, nails digging into his skin as she silently begged for more.
He let go of her breast with a wet sound, his breath heavy. "Do you want more, Mira?" His voice was low and deep, rough with desire, testing her, pushing her to show how far she would go.
"Yes... Yes, I want more…" Her voice trembled, the hunger clear in her wide pure eyes.
Ethan's lips curled into a nasty smile as he leaned back, watching her, seeing her desire laid bare in front of him.
Ethan's hands moved with purpose now, his desire sharpening into something more deliberate and domineering. His fingers found the edge of her skirt, and with one fluid motion, he pulled it down, revealing her bare thighs. Mira bit her lip, already breathless, but she made no move to resist.
Her underwear clung tightly to the heat she was emitting, a clear sign of how much she wanted this.
He didn't hesitate—his fingers slipped beneath the waistband and slowly peeled her panties down, baring her naked completely.
And then he saw it.
Her pussy—glossy with arousal, perfectly shaped, delicate but begging for attention. Ethan took a breath, his eyes darkening. So wet already...
He crouched slightly, his fingers brushing softly and slowly along her inner thighs before tracing along the slick folds, deliberately avoiding direct contact.
Mira jolted slightly at the touch of his fingers, a whimper escaping her lips as his fingers toyed with her—rubbing her lips, teasing her entrance, circling around her clit without giving her exactly what she needed.
"Ethan…" she gasped lightly, her voice trembling with pure desperation.
But he wasn't done teasing.
He dragged his fingers slowly, deliberately, watching every twitch of her goddess body. Every time she thought he'd enter, he pulled back a bit, rubbed her again, spread her open, then returned to the sensitive nub of her clit.
Her body trembled, her hips moving on their own accord, trying to chase the pleasure he was so cruelly dangling in front of her.
Only when her breathing broke into soft gasps and her knees began to shake and weaken, did he finally slide two fingers inside.
The reaction was immediate.
"Ah—Ethan!" she screamed, her voice echoing in the room, loud and shameless. Her legs buckled slightly as the sweet sensation surged through her.
His fingers curled inside her, finding her sweet spot with practiced ease. She clenched around him, already tightening as he worked her, finger-fucking her slowly, then harder, matching her reactions with each stroke.
But he didn't stop there, he couldn't.
With his free hand, he grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her closer to him, capturing her lips in a deep, intense and hungry kiss. It wasn't soft—it was raw, messy, full of heat and dominance.
Mira moaned into his mouth, her hands clinging tightly to his shoulders, her body completely at his mercy. Her hips rocked with his rhythm, her tongue tangled aeound with his, and in that intense moment, she gave herself fully.
She wasn't just being touched.
She was being taken.
Her body shook again, moaning into his kiss as waves of pleasure hit her over and over, her core pulsing around his fingers.
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