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I just want Eve. I want my cock dripping with her juices.
The night is warm and humid, the air thick with anticipation as Eve’s gaze meets mine. Her eyes are filled with a soft intensity, an invitation I can’t resist. She leans in, her lips skimming against mine in a slow, languid kiss.
I cup her face with my hands, my thumbs gently caressing her cheeks as the kiss deepens. Our tongues meet, exploring each other with a slow, deliberate longing. The world around us fades, leaving only the taste and feel of Eve, her warmth enveloping me. She responds eagerly, with light moans that only painfully stiffen my knob, her fingers threading through my hair, pulling me closer.
That pleasure sound that vibrates softly from her into my mouth…fuck …it’s breathtakingly beautiful.
I can feel her breath quicken as our kiss grows more passionate, a mix of desire and affection that’s been building for what feels like an eternity. My hands slide down to her waist, drawing her even nearer, our bodies pressed together in a perfect, intimate fit. The intensity of our connection sends a shiver down my spine, and I can sense her trembling with the same longing.
Breaking the kiss with a soft gasp, Eve turns towards Zane, her eyes still filled with that same inviting intensity. He doesn’t hesitate, leaning in to claim her lips in a kiss that’s just as deep and fervent. His hands move to her shoulders, then slide down her arms in a slow, appreciative caress. She moans softly against his lips, her hands roaming over his back, feeling the strength and security in his embrace.
Zane’s kiss is a perfect blend of tenderness and hunger, his tongue dancing with hers in a rhythm that speaks of both comfort and desire. Eve melts into his touch, her fingers gripping his shoulders as if anchoring herself in the moment. The way they move together is seamless, a testament to their bond.
I watch them, my own pulse quickening at the sight. Eve’s free hand reaches out for me, pulling me closer so that we’re all connected. Her touch is electric, sparking a new wave of desire that flows between the three of us. I place gentle kisses along her neck, feeling her shiver with each one, while Zane continues to explore her mouth with a deep, lingering kiss.
We move together in a dance of intimacy, our touches and kisses creating a tapestry of connection and desire. Eve’s response is a symphony of gasps and sighs, her body arching towards us as if seeking more.
Her breath comes in quick, shallow huffs as our kisses grow more urgent, the heat between us growing. With a shared, unspoken understanding, Zane and I begin to undress her, our hands moving with a mix of reverence and desire. My fingers tremble slightly as I untie the knot of her shirt, revealing the smooth, pale skin beneath. Zane follows my lead, unfastening her bra and gently sliding the straps off her shoulders and down her arms.
As the fabric falls away, my eyes are drawn to her breasts. They’re full, round, and imperfectly shaped, rising and falling with each of her breaths. Her nipples, a delicate shade of pink, stand erect in the cool night air.
My gaze lingers, captivated by the sight of her. Her breasts are a mesmerizing blend of softness and firmness, the perfect embodiment of her strength and femininity. Each curve and contour is accentuated by the moonlight, creating a contrast that highlights their natural beauty.
Her skin glows in the soft moonlight, and every curve and line is a testament to her beauty. My eyes trace the outline of her body, filled with awe and appreciation.
I can't resist the urge to touch her, to feel the warmth and softness beneath my fingertips. Gently, I cup her breasts in my hands, my thumbs brushing over her sensitive nipples. The reaction is immediate; a soft gasp escapes her lips, her back arching as she presses into my touch. The sensation of her hardened nipples against my skin sends a jolt of desire through me, intensifying the already electric connection between us.
Eve’s hands reach up, covering mine, encouraging me to continue.
The way her nipples react, stiffening further under my caress, is intoxicating. It’s as if her body is communicating with me, urging me to explore further, to deepen our connection.
I lean in, placing a series of tender kisses along her collarbone and down to the swell of her breasts. My lips brush against her skin, trailing a path of warmth and longing. When I reach her nipple, I take it gently into my mouth, sucking softly. Eve’s response is immediate and powerful; she moans, her fingers tangling in my hair as she pulls me closer.
Zane’s hands join mine, his touch mirroring my own as he caresses her other breast. Together, we worship her body, the taste of her skin, the feel of her hardened nipples against my tongue, and the sound of her pleasure create a symphony that drowns out everything else.
I pull away as Zane moves lower, his hands finding the waistband of her shorts, easing them down over her hips and thighs.
As the last of her clothing falls away, we both take a moment to drink in the sight of her. Eve lies before us, her curves accentuated by the dim light. Her pale skin glistens with a faint sheen of sweat, and the rise and fall of her chest betray her own excitement.
“You’re beautiful,” I whisper, my voice filled with genuine admiration. I lean in, placing a series of tender kisses along her collarbone, down to the swell of her breasts. Zane echoes my sentiments silently, his hands gliding over her hips and thighs, feeling the smoothness of her skin beneath his fingertips.
Eve’s hands move to our shirts, pulling them each off with a sense of urgency. Her touch is electric, sending waves of heat through my body as she explores our bare chests. Zane and I exchange a glance, a silent agreement passing between us as we stand up and quickly shed the rest of ourclothing.
Standing before her, I can see the appreciation in her eyes as she takes us in. Her gaze travels over Zane’s lean, muscular frame, then to mine, lingering on the lines of our bodies. She bites her lip, a smile playing at the corners of her mouth, a mix of anticipation and admiration clear in her expression.
We both sit on our knees in front of her.
“You two are quite the sight,” she murmurs, her voice tinged with playful admiration. Her hands move over our chests, tracing the contours of our muscles down to our abs. Her touch is both gentle and possessive, claiming us as much as we’ve claimed her.
I move closer, my hands finding her waist, pulling her towards me. Our bodies press together, skin to skin, and Zane moves in behind her, his hands resting on her hips, feeling the warmth radiate from her. We envelop her in our embrace, the three of us fitting together in a perfect, intimate connection.
Eve tilts her head back and takes Zane's mouth as I continue to worship her body. My hand slides down to her slit, and I find the warm wetness of her core. She welcomes my touch by spreading her thighs, and I slip a finger through her soft folds.
“How wet is she?” Zane breaks from her lips.
“Soaked,” I say as I find her clit and begin rubbing light circles.
Eve responds with a slight jolt and a groan.
