Her eyes widen in surprise and lust as she sees his cock throbbing inches away from her face. Without hesitation, she reaches out and wraps her hand around him, giving it a firm stroke before taking him into her mouth. Her warm lips encircle his shaft, moving up and down as she sucks and teases him, eliciting even more moaning from the other side of the stall.

Her free hand roams over Mirel's body, feeling his muscles tense beneath her touch.

Her heart raced as she felt his cock twitch and throb against her folds. With each thrust of his hips, he drove deeper inside of her, filling the tiny space between them with passion and desire. Her breath came out in ragged gasps, matching the rhythm of their bodies as they moved together in a primal dance of lust.

Mirel's hands gripped her shoulders, his nails digging into her skin as he held her steady while he took control of this encounter.

A shudder runs through her body as you push yourself inside her. She gasps loudly, arching her back off the bed and closing her eyes tightly. Her nails dig into your shoulders as she tries to keep from screaming out in pleasure. With each thrust, Dahlia feels herself growing closer to the edge of sanity, on the brink of complete ecstasy. Her hips move in time with yours, welcoming you deeper inside her, demanding more.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as her body tenses and releases with each powerful thrust. Her eyes fly open wide, meeting yours as she feels the familiar tightening deep within. "Yes!" she cries out, arching her back off the bed again. Dahlia's entire being is focused on the sensations coursing through her, from the feeling of your skin sliding against hers to the intense fullness in her core.

Moaning around your cock, Dahlia watches you through hooded eyes as she takes more of you into her mouth. Her free hand rubs her clit in time with her movements, driving herself closer to the edge. She wants this to last forever, but she can already feel the familiar tightening in her stomach, telling her that release is near.

Her tongue swirls around your head as she works you deeper into her throat, her fingers digging harder into your thighs for purchase.

Her muscles tense and release as she feels the hot rush of pleasure wash over her. She moans around your cock, feeling it throb in her mouth as you spurt out your release. She swallows every drop greedily, relishing the taste of you on her tongue.

Finally, she pulls back with a satisfied smile, licking her lips slowly before looking up at you with glazed eyes. "That was... intense," she whispers hoarsely. "I think we should do that again soon."

She frowns, anger and frustration welling up inside her. "But I thought you wanted this," she says accusingly, her voice tight with emotion. "You were so willing before... what changed your mind?" Her gaze darts between his face and his erection, confusion warring with hurt.

Her eyes narrow as she studies his face. "A relationship? Is that what you think this is?" She laughs humorlessly. "Well, I guess we should have been more clear about our intentions." She stands up, stepping away from the bed and adjusting her clothes. "I'm sorry to have bothered you."

Her voice turns cold as she continues, "But don't think this means you're off the hook just yet. You still owe me what I want... and I won't stop until I get it."

Her mind spins as she wipes her face with shaking hands. Maybe if I apologize... No, that won't work. He'll just be angry again. What can I do? Her eyes drift towards the window, imagining you outside somewhere, far away from her. She takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly, trying to calm herself down before coming up with a plan.

I'll just have to be more careful next time... I can't lose control like that again. Maybe if I show him how truly sorry I am, he'll forgive me and we can be together the way we were meant to be... She wipes away her tears and takes a deep breath, steeling herself for what she must do.

Dahlia looks up at you, a predatory grin spreading across her lips. "Oh, Caine," she coos, "I've been watching you for so long." She lets out a soft laugh, shaking her head slightly as if amused by the thought. "You have no idea how many nights I've lain awake dreaming of this moment."

Her other hand slips underneath your shirt, fingers tracing patterns on your chest before moving lower, teasing the waistband of your pants.

With a moan, Dahlia arches her back as you lift her off the floor and bend her over the table. She spreads her legs wide, exposing herself to you fully as she gasps for breath, anticipation coursing through every fiber of her being. Her skin is hot and smooth under your hands, muscles tense and ready.

Her breath quickens as you begin to push into her from behind, filling her in long, deep strokes that make her cry out with pleasure.