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As we stepped into the luxurious Victoria's Secret store, my senses were immediately assaulted by the sweet, intoxicating scent of perfume and the soft, sultry music that filled the air. Becca led the way, her eyes darting eagerly from display to display as she pointed out various lacy pieces of lingerie that she thought would look good on me. I couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed as she held up different pieces of lingerie for me to examine. We spent the next hour trying on different lingerie and giggling like teenagers. Becca was always up for a good time, and she never failed to make me laugh.

But even as I focused on the task at hand, Becca's constant chatter kept pulling me back to reality. She talked excitedly about her latest crush, gushing about how cute and funny he was, and I smiled at her infectious enthusiasm. But as we made our way to the checkout counter, my mind started to wander. I couldn't shake the feeling that something big was about to happen—something that would change everything.

As we waited in line to pay, I found myself lost in thought, imagining all the different possibilities that lay ahead. Would it be something good, something that would make my heart soar with excitement? Finally, it was our turn to pay, and I handed over my credit card with a mix of excitement and trepidation. As we left the store, arms loaded with shopping bags, I felt lighter and happier than I had in weeks.

We decided to grab a late lunch at a nearby restaurant, and we chatted and laughed over sandwiches and fries. For a few precious hours, I had forgotten about my worries and focused on the good stuff again. When it was time to go, I hugged Becca tightly, promising to call her later with all the details and hang out again soon.

I rode home in the taxi, a broad smile plastered on my face. Whatever was going to happen with Anthony tonight, I was ready for it.

I stepped inside my cozy apartment and sank into the couch to rest for a few moments, my bags of purchases still in hand. The soft light filtering through the windows gave everything a warm glow, and the familiar scent of my favorite candles filled the air. I took a deep breath, feeling my muscles relax as I kicked off my shoes.

It was only 4 p.m., so I still had a few hours to myself. I quickly changed into more comfortable clothes and went around straightening up the apartment. As I worked around my bedroom, I felt a pang of excitement and anticipation.

With everything in its place again, I made my way to the bathroom, ready to indulge in a bit of self-care. I ran a warm bath, adding a few drops of lavender oil to the water. The soothing scent immediately filled the room, and I felt myself start to unwind.

As I sank deeper into the water, I felt my muscles loosen and my worries melt away. The steam from the bath swirled around me, creating a hazy ambiance. I closed my eyes and let myself be enveloped in the warmth of the water. The sound of the faucet still trickling into the tub provided a rhythmic background to the silence of the room.

My mind started to drift to thoughts of Anthony. I pictured his strong hands caressing my body, and my nipples hardened at the thought of his touch. Without thinking, my hand began to slowly move up towards my breast, and I felt a wave of pleasure as my fingers grazed my sensitive flesh.

My hand continued to explore my body, trailing down my front and between my legs. I felt a shiver run through me as I gently started to rub myself, feeling the excitement beginning to grow inside me. Then I imagined Anthony's hands taking over, and the pleasure intensified. I let out a low moan.

But then I felt a waft of cool air across my face. My eyes flickered open to see Anthony standing in front of me, his gaze fixed on my naked body. I quickly withdrew my hand from between my legs, feeling embarrassed and exposed.

"How did you get in here?" I asked, trying to hide my discomfort.

"You gave me your password, remember?" he replied calmly, his eyes still fixed on my body. "Please, continue," he added, his voice low and husky.

I hesitated for a moment, feeling self-conscious under his gaze. But then I felt a surge of desire, and I couldn't resist the temptation any longer. I slowly started to explore my body once again, my fingers moving in slow circles as I felt the pleasure building.

Anthony's eyes were fixed on me, and I could see the intensity of his desire. His gaze traveled down my body, taking in every inch of my curves and making my skin tingle with excitement. As he reached for his belt, I felt a rush of anticipation flood through me. My eyes never left his, drinking at the sight of him as his trousers slid down his legs, revealing a bulge in his boxers that made my mouth water.

"Babe, are you done taking your bath?" Anthony's voice was calm, but I could hear the lust beneath it. I nodded, unable to form coherent words as my mind was consumed by the thoughts of what was about to happen. Anthony helped me up from the bathtub and wrapped me gently in a towel, running a hand down my back as he did so. Then he lifted me up to carry me, and I wrapped my arms around his neck, feeling the heat of his body against mine.

He brought me to the bed and gently laid me down, removing his remaining clothing, and climbing in to join me. As he hovered over me, he planted soft, short kisses on my neck and breasts, slowly peeling away the towel as he moved downward, making me gasp with pleasure. I could feel his hardened cock pressing against me, and I knew that I was also driving him wild with desire.

Then his lips moved back up and met mine in a searing kiss, and I felt his hands now roaming over my body, lingering in all the right places. My breasts pressed against his bare chest, sending electric shocks through me and making my nipples harden. I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him closer, wanting to feel every inch of him against me.

As his lips moved down to my earlobe, I could feel his hot breath against my neck, making me shiver with pleasure. "Laura, why do you feel like heaven?" he whispered, his words sending a jolt of desire straight to my core and making me ache for more. His voice was low and sexy, and I could feel myself getting wet beneath him.

The room was filled with the sound of my moans as Anthony's skilled hands worked their magic on me. I could feel the heat building between my legs, and I knew that I was on the brink of ecstasy.

His hands worked their way down my body and in between my thighs, and I arched my back, offering myself to him completely. Then he slid further down the bed, his warm breath on my skin sending shivers down my spine, and began to rub my pussy in circles with his hand. I moaned, unable to control the pleasure I was feeling.

Suddenly, his hand withdrew, and I now felt his tongue in its place. His tongue found my clit and circled intently around it, sending me into space. The sensation was overwhelming, and I could feel my body trembling uncontrollably.

"Anthony, I…" I tried to form a word, but nothing came out. I was lost in the pleasure that he was giving me, and I couldn't think straight. His tongue continued to work its magic, and I could feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge.

As the pleasure built up inside me, I could feel a wave of sensations coursing through my body. Every touch and movement seemed to intensify, making me feel more alive than ever before. My heart was pounding in my chest, my breaths were shallow and quick, and my skin was covered in a fine layer of sweat. It was an incredible feeling, one that I never wanted to end.

Then I felt Anthony reposition himself, so his cock was at my entrance, and my body responded instinctively, shifting to accommodate him. As he slowly entered me, I moaned in pleasure, feeling us becoming one as he plunged deeper and deeper. The sensation was overwhelming, and I found myself becoming impatient, eager to feel him move inside me more forcefully.

As if sensing my desire, Anthony began to thrust slowly, his movements measured and deliberate. I could feel him deep inside me, his body pressing against mine with every push and pull. The sensation was electrifying, and I could feel my body responding to him, my hips arching upwards to meet his with each thrust.

As he began to pick up the pace, I could feel us getting closer and closer to the point of no return. Every movement, every touch, every sensation was building towards an explosive release.

And then, suddenly, it happened. My body tensed, and I let out a cry of pleasure as the orgasm ripped through me, making me convulse with ecstasy. I could feel Anthony's own release following shortly after, his body shuddering with pleasure as we both gave in to the intense sensations that were coursing through us.

Anthony pulled me to him, his arms wrapping around me tightly as he finished. His breath was hot against my neck, and I could feel his chest rising and falling with each breath. I snuggled into his embrace, my body still humming with pleasure. He pressed soft, gentle kisses behind my ear, sending shivers down my spine.

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