But when he looked at Stella, he froze as his eyes darkened with hunger as he gulped repeatedly feeling thirsty. He only wrapped her in a blanket last night and forgot to put any clothes on her.
And now Stella was sprawled on the bed, fully naked, waiting to be devoured, as if she was the breakfast specially made for him.
He picked up the jar of honey he had been holding and looked at Stella. Her pink nipples were erect, begging to be touched. He poured a bit of honey on one of them and slowly licked it off. The sweetness of the honey mixed with the saltiness of her skin was intoxicating. He moved to the other nipple, sucking and nipping at it sensually.
Stella groaned in her sleep, her body arching towards him. His hand moved down to her other breast, massaging it gently. She moaned softly, her breath hitching as he continued to pleasure her. He looked down at her pussy, wet and pink. He wanted to ram his dick into her, but he wanted to taste her more.
He poured honey onto her sternum, watching as it trickled down her body. He followed the trail with his tongue, licking and sucking every inch of her. When he finally reached her pussy, it was soaking wet. He took a moment to appreciate its beauty before flicking her clit with his tongue.
Stella woke up with a start, her body arching off the bed. She looked down at him, his face buried between her legs. "Lukas," she moaned, her hands tangling in his hair. He continued to lick and suck at her pussy, his fingers joining in, sliding in and out of her.
Stella's moans filled the room, her body trembling with every touch. He could feel her pussy tightening around his fingers, her juices coating them. He continued to finger her, his tongue lapping at her clit. Stella's moans became louder, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm. He didn't stop, he wanted more.
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My body trembled as I felt another orgasm building up. I could feel his fingers pumping in and out of me, his tongue lapping at my clit. I let out a loud moan as I squirted, my juices coating his face.
Lukas looked up at me, his face covered in my juices. He licked his lips, savoring my taste. He moved up, positioning himself at my entrance. He looked into my eyes as he thrust into me, his dick filling me up.
I moaned, my body arching off the bed. He continued to thrust into me, his pace fast and hard. He could feel my pussy tightening around him, my juices coating his dick. He wanted to fill me up with his cum.
He continued to thrust into me, his pace becoming erratic. He could feel himself on the edge, his body tensing up. With one final thrust, he came, his cum filling overflowing inside me.
We moaned in satisfaction as he hugged me tightly before lying beside me. He still didn't remove his dick inside me which was still throbbing.
I snapped out of my daze as I looked at the clock. "Why didn't you wake me up? I still have to report to the office," I said, my voice laced with urgency as I tried to move away from him. But he only pulled me closer, wrapping his arms around me.
"I've already called your boss, so you can rest for the whole week," he said, his voice calm and reassuring.
I tried to wriggle out of his embrace but he held me firm. "L-Let go of me! I want to make breakfast," I protested, trying to find an excuse to escape the intensity of his gaze. The warmth of his body against mine was comforting, but I felt a rush of embarrassment at being naked, even if it was just the two of us.
"Stop squirming," he whispered in my ear, his voice low and husky.
I was about to squirm again when I immediately stopped when I felt his dick suddenly getting harder again.
"W-What are you doing? R-Remove it now," I stammered, my cheeks burning with embarrassment.
Instead of pulling away, he smiled mischievously. "I've already made you breakfast."
I glanced up at him, voice barely a whisper. "Then what about you?"
"I've already eaten," he replied smoothly.
My eyes widened as I understood what he meant. "W-What—" I started to say, but he cut me off by swiftly removing his dick from inside me. Our cum flowed outside my pussy, and before I could react, he was on top of me again, his dick hard and ready.
"On second thought, I'm still hungry," he said before kissing me passionately. His lips were soft but demanding, and I moaned into his mouth as he thrust his dick back inside me.
"Lukas.... Breakfast..." I tried to protest, but my words were lost in our kiss.
"One more," he whispered, his breath hot against my lips. His hands roamed over my body, fondling my breasts as he slowly rammed his dick inside me. The sensation was overwhelming, and I could feel my pussy clenching around him, begging for more.
He started slow, his hips moving in a steady rhythm, but it quickly escalated into a rough, primal fucking. His hands gripped my hips, holding me in place as he pounded into me, his dick filling me up completely.
I could feel the heat building inside me, my body responding to his in a way that was both intense and exhilarating. He leaned down, his teeth grazing my neck as he whispered, "You feel so good, Stella."
I moaned, my body arching against his as I felt the first waves of my orgasm crashing over me. He continued to fuck me, his dick pounding into me with a ferocity that left me breathless. I could feel his dick swelling inside me, and I knew he was already close.
"Cum for me, Stella," he growled, his voice low and commanding. "I want to feel you cum all over my dick."
I cried out, my body convulsing as my orgasm hit me hard. He thrust into me one last time, his dick pulsing as he filled my pussy with his hot cum. I could feel it filling me up, spilling out of me as he collapsed on top of me, his breath ragged.
We lay there for a moment, our bodies entwined, before he finally pulled out of me. I could feel his cum dripping out of my pussy, and I blushed at the thought of how dirty and messy we were. But there was something incredibly satisfying about it, too.
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Next day
We were in the living room, the remnants of brunch still lingering in the air. It was already 1 PM. I was incredibly embarrassed, sitting beside him. He was insatiable, and each release seemed to overflow within me. We'd done it many times. His large, powerful physique was... well, overwhelming. He could certainly satisfy anyone.
I wanted to give us some space but he would always find a way to stay beside me so in the end I gave up and just let him stay beside me and do whatever he wants.
Stealing a glance from the movie I was watching, I looked at him. He was sitting beside me, engrossed in a stack of paperwork. One hand was busy with the documents, while his other gently caressed my thigh. My heart throbbed at the touch—he was sweet, yet utterly savage when we were in bed together.
Suddenly I could feel the warmth spreading through my body as my heart began to race. My nipples hardened beneath my thin blouse, and I could feel the wetness between my thighs. I took a deep breath, my eyes locking onto Lukas' as I felt my heat come on.
Lukas' reaction was immediate; his body tensed as he inhaled the intoxicating scent that enveloped me. He opened his mouth to speak, but before he could, I lunged forward and crushed my lips against his.
When a female goes into heat, they release pheromones that attract their mate, heightening their sexual urges and making them more aggressive. This biological drive can intensify the bond between them, as the female seeks their mate for mating, leading to a complex interplay of desire and emotional connection during this time.
As our lips met, it was as if a dam had broken. The kiss was fierce and hungry, fueled by the heat coursing through my veins. My hands found their way to his hair, pulling him closer, deepening the connection.
My hands roamed over his muscular chest, down to his pants, where I felt the growing bulge beneath the fabric. I trembled with excitement as I nipped at his Adam's apple.
"Stella..." he moaned, his hands moving to grip my hips.
I pushed him down onto the sofa and straddled his waist. I could feel his hard cock pressing against me, and I couldn't resist the urge to grind against him. Lukas groaned, his hands moving to grip my hips and guide me as I rode him.