Golden Honeyed Desire

The late afternoon sun filtered through the half-drawn curtains of the hotel bed. The air was thick with the scent of sweat and sex. Beneath him, she lay sprawled, her dark hair fanned across the pillow. Her full lips were slightly parted as she caught her breath. He watched her, his gaze drifting from the flush creeping up her chest to the way her thighs still trembled from the last time he had her.

She was beautiful like this, undeniably. His cock was already stirring again at the sight of her. She felt him watching and turned her head, her dark eyes locking onto his with a hunger that hadn't been sated in months. Not by her husband. Never by him.

He couldn't help but notice how close she was to him; almost in contact enough to touch. His hand slid down to cup the swell of her belly, thumb flicking over her already-hard nipple through the flimsy fabric of her slip. She whimpered at the sight, her hips lifting instinctively, seeking friction.

He grunted in response, his cock thickening fully now, pressing against his zipper. He knew what she was telling him, what she wanted from him. Only you, she breathed, her nails digging into his wrist as she pulled him closer. Her eyes were full of possessiveness, her gaze hungry and predatory.

The room seemed to vibrate with the tension between them, each breath making their bodies tense. They were both at a breaking point, their bodies reaching for each other. The air grew heavier, thicker, as they touched. His cock felt like a wild animal, untamed and unbridled.

He took her closer, his hands wrapping around her hips, pulling her towards him. She met his touch, her body responding with a flush of embarrassment. But it was also desire, that hungry look in her eyes. He pulled her closer, his lips brushing against her ear. "I want you," he growled.

She moaned, her head falling back as he bit down gently at the earlobe, pinching it until it bled blood. His cock strode forward, his hand gripping onto the chair behind them. She whimpered, her legs locking around his waist, pulling him impossibly closer. He broke the kiss just long enough to yank her slip up over her hips, exposing the damp, swollen lips of her pussy.

He groaned, his cock pistoning into her with bruising force. She was wet, her pussy glistening with arousal. His eyes lit up, his gaze hungry and predatory. She felt him watching and turning, her body responding to his touch.

He reached out, grabbing the butt of her slip as she pulled him towards her chest. Her breasts were heavy with pregnancy, swelling against his hand, the unmistakable curve of his belly pressing against his clothing. He groaned, his cock rubbing against her inner thigh, his fingers grazing at the swollen mound.

She moaned, her legs kicking outwards against him. His hands wrapped around her hips, holding onto her like a vice. Her pussy was wet and warm, her body trembling with desire. His cock rubbed against her clit, his hand moving in circles, feeling the way she needed. He knew that she had reached her limit, that he had reached his limit too. They were at breaking point.

He took her closer, his hands wrapping around her hips, holding onto her like a vice. Her breasts were heavy with pregnancy, swelling against his hand, the unmistakable curve of his belly pressing against his clothing. He groaned, his cock rubbing against her inner thigh, his fingers grazing at the swollen mound.

She moaned, her legs kicking outwards against him. His hands wrapped around her hips, holding onto her like a vice. Her pussy was wet and warm, her body trembling with desire. His cock rubbed against her clit, his hand moving in circles, feeling the way she needed. He knew that she had reached her limit, that he had reached his limit too.

He took her closer, his hands wrapping around her hips, holding onto her like a vice. Her breasts were heavy with pregnancy, swelling against his hand, the unmistakable curve of his belly pressing against his clothing. He groaned, his cock rubbing against her inner thigh, his fingers grazing at the swollen mound.

She moaned, her legs kicking outwards against him. His hands wrapped around her hips, holding onto her like a vice. Her pussy was wet and warm, her body trembling with desire. His cock rubbed against her clit, his hand moving in circles, feeling the way she needed. He knew that she had reached her limit, that he had reached his limit too.

She whimpered, her head falling back as he bit down gently at the earlobe, pinching it until it bled blood. His cock strode forward, his hand gripping onto the chair behind them. She moaned, her legs locking around his waist, pulling him impossibly closer. He broke the kiss just long enough to yank her slip up over her hips, exposing the damp, swollen lips of her pussy.

He groaned, his cock pistoning into her with bruising force. She was wet and warm, her body trembling with desire. His cock rubbed against her clit, his hand moving in circles, feeling the way she needed. He knew that she had reached her limit, that he had reached his limit too. They were at breaking point.

He took her closer, his hands wrapping around her hips, holding onto her like a vice. Her breasts were heavy with pregnancy, swelling against his hand, the unmistakable curve of his belly pressing against his clothing. He groaned, his cock rubbing against her inner thigh, his fingers grazing at the swollen mound.

She moaned, her legs kicking outwards against him. His hands wrapped around her hips, holding onto her like a vice. Her pussy was wet and warm, her body trembling with desire. His cock rubbed against her clit, his hand moving in circles, feeling the way she needed. He knew that she had reached her limit, that he had reached his limit too.

She whimpered, her head falling back as he bit down gently at the earlobe, pinching it until it bled blood. His cock strode forward, his hand gripping onto the chair behind them. She moaned, her legs locking around his waist, pulling him impossibly closer. He broke the kiss just long enough to yank her slip up over her hips, exposing the damp, swollen lips of her pussy.

He groaned, his cock pistoning into her with bruising force. She was wet and warm, her body trembling with desire. His cock rubbed against her clit, his hand moving in circles, feeling the way she needed. He knew that they were both at breaking point, their bodies reaching for each other. The air grew thick and heavy, the atmosphere charged with tension.

They reached out, their hands wrapping around each other's hips, holding onto each other like a vice. Their bodies pressed against each other, their cock rubbing against each other, their panting growing more and more intense. It was like they were two pieces of a single puzzle, their bodies merging together in a way that could only come from being together.

They moaned, their legs kicking outwards against each other. His hand wrapped around her hips, holding onto her like a vice. She rubbed his hard, her pussy rubbing back and forth against him, the tension between them building to a crescendo. He could feel her need, her body craving his touch, his cock reaching for hers.

He reached out, his hand wrapping around her hips, holding onto her like a vice. She moaned, her legs kicking outwards against him. His cock rubbed against her clit, his hand moving in circles, feeling the way she needed. He knew that they were both at breaking point, their bodies reaching for each other. They were there to stay, their bodies forever entwined.

They whimpered, their legs kicking outwards against each other. Their cock rubbed against each other, their panting growing more and more intense. It was like they had found the perfect spot, the one place where they could be together forever. They knew that they would never be alone again, and that nothing else could tear them apart.

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