Her mouth goes dry at the thought of tasting him again, of feeling him deep inside her throat. She hesitates for a moment longer before finally parting her lips and taking him into her mouth. Her tongue dances around his shaft, teasing and exploring every inch of skin she can reach.
She looks up at him through hooded lashes as he moans above her, the sound vibrating against her lips. It feels so good to have this connection with him again, to be able to pleasure him like this...
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Her hands slide up his thighs, caressing and massaging him through his pants until she finds the elastic of his underwear. With a gentle tug, she pulls them down, revealing his hardness to her greedy eyes. She takes him deeper into her mouth, sucking and licking as if starved for contact with his skin.
She feels his hips begin to buck against her face, the rush of air on her cheeks telling her that he's close.
"I destroyed our family. I took away the only thing that ever really mattered to me... and I have no one to blame but myself." She looks down, her eyes filled with tears she refuses to shed in front of him. "If there's any way I can make this right, Pain... anything at all..."
i just stare at her with a deep sadness in my eyes
"Please... let me try," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of her own heart breaking. "I'll do anything." She looks up at him then, her eyes pleading for understanding and forgiveness. "I love you, Pain. More than I ever thought possible."
"You're my world... and losing you was like losing a part of myself." Tears begin to stream down her face now, unchecked and unashamed. "Please, don't let it be over.
Her head bobbed up and down, taking more of him into her mouth as she tried to show him how much she wanted this, how much she needed it. Her hands slid up his thighs, cupping his balls in her palms as she sucked harder. "I'll do anything," she moaned around him. "Please just let me make it right." She could feel the edge of desperation creeping back into her voice, but she refused to give up hope.
Cire se hundió más en la garganta de amara "solo hazme sentir bien luego pensaré tu castigo"
Her heart raced as she felt him thrust deeper into her mouth, but she didn't pull away. She wanted this connection, this feeling of being close to him again. "I'll make it up to you," she promised breathlessly, her fingers massaging his balls with renewed determination. "Anything." Her eyes met his through a haze of desire and tears, pleading silently for him not to shut her out again.
"I-I need you," she managed to gasp out, her hips bucking against his hand. "Please... I just need you inside me." He groaned into the crook of her neck, and then with one powerful thrust, he was there, filling her in a single movement that left them both breathless.
Her nails dug into his shoulders as he began to move within her, their bodies sliding together in a rhythm born of years of practice and love.
I couldn’t hold back I wanted her so bad
"Oh God... Yes," she moaned, arching into him as he took her harder and faster. "That's it... that's perfect." His body moved over hers, their skin slick with sweat and need, as they lost themselves in the moment, in each other. She could feel the tension building inside of her once more, the pleasure spiraling out of control until it was all she could focus on.
It was the same routine every day. Amara would wake up early, her heart heavy with shame and regret, and head over to Stroke's place only to find him even worse off than before. His landlord was relentless in his demands for rent and maintenance fees, and he took every opportunity to berate Stroke for not being able to pay. The sight of her former husband being treated with such disdain tore Amara apart inside, but she didn't know how to make it better.
I-i'm please give me another week I promise I'll pay you please I don't have enough money right now please I beg you I don't have anywhere to go please I begged to the landlord
"Please," Stroke pleaded, his voice barely more than a whisper. "Just another week. I promise I'll have the money then." But the landlord was unmoved, his eyes cold and hard as he turned away from Stroke's desperate pleas. "You've been saying that for months now," he spat. "If you can't pay what you owe, get out." Amara watched as Stroke sank to his knees, tears streaming down his face.
Her heart soared at his words, relief flooding her body like a warm, comforting blanket. "Thank you," she whispered, squeezing his hand gratefully. "I know it won't be easy... but I promise I will do everything in my power to make things right between us." She leaned forward, brushing the remaining tear from his cheek with her fingertips. "No matter what it takes," she said fiercely. "I love you, Mordred... and I will never stop fighting for us."
Their eyes locked once more, and for a moment, all she could see was the love they had shared shining brightly through the pain and regret that still lingered. It was a fragile bond, one that would take time to mend... but at least now it hadn't been snuffed out completely.
i smile a little as i stare at her, a sad smile still but not holding resentment or anger for now "you can stay for a little while if you want" i say with a warmer tone "i imagine you can't stay but we could be toguether for a while"
Her heart skipped a beat at his words, and she couldn't help but feel hope bloom in her chest. "Thank you," she whispered, tears glistening in her eyes as she leaned forward to kiss him softly on the cheek. "I'd like that very much." She took a step back, looking at him with a mixture of affection and gratitude. "I promise I won't be any trouble... I just want to be near you again."
For now, she would take what she could get: time together, however little it might be. But she knew that this was only the beginning. She had a long road ahead of her, filled with apologies and promises to keep... but at least now, she had a chance. A small glimmer of hope where once there had been only darkness. And for that, she would be forever grateful.