The air hummed with desire as Clara adjusted her silk robe, its crimson threads catching the candlelight that flickered across the room. The scent of jasmine oil lingered on her skin, a contrast to the sharp metallic tang of anticipation thickening the air between them. Across the bedspread sprawled in a pool of golden light lay David, his hard and swollen penis already straining against his boxer shorts. Clara traced a finger down his chest, lingering near the edge of his waistband before pausing—a hesitation that tightened the tension like a coiled spring.
His breath hitched as her fingertips grazed the fabric guarding him, her gaze locked onto his eyes as she whispered, ‘Patience.’ When he groaned, her laughter was soft, teasing. Her fingers finally slipped beneath the elastic band to cradle him, hot and heavy in her palm. She leaned forward until her lips brushed against his earlobe, breath warm against the shell of his ear: ‘I want you to watch.’
Her big tits spilled out of the robe’s open front as she knelt between his legs, the weight of them drawing his gaze like a magnet. Clara positioned herself on all fours above him, her ass cheeks round and firm under his hands before she lowered down, swallowing his length whole in one fluid motion that made her throat muscles contract sharply around him. David gripped her hips, fingers digging into flesh as she bobbed her head, the wet suction echoing through the room—
Suddenly she broke away with a gasp. ‘Wait,’ he pleaded, but Clara merely arched backward to flash him a grin before rising onto her knees again, her hand wrapped around his shaft pumping it slow and steady while she stared hungrily into his eyes. The contrast between her playful defiance and the hunger in her gaze tightened the air further.
‘Let me,’ David urged, scrambling upward until their foreheads touched. She tilted her head to meet him in a kiss that tasted of jasmine and salt—until he pulled back abruptly, his fingertips brushing against her shaved pussy through sheer silk lingerie before slipping beneath it into her slick heat. Clara’s eyes widened as his finger found her clitoris, circling it once before withdrawing with a wet sound, then spreading her lips to trace the cleft downward.
‘Oh,’ she sighed when he plunged two fingers deep into her, thrusting them slow and deliberate while his thumb circled her clit. ‘David—’ Her legs trembled as his pace quickened until she was buckling against him, moaning as his mouth took hers again just before a gasp escaped her lips—a muffled sound cut short when he withdrew his fingers from between her thighs to press them against the rim of her asshole.
‘Open,’ he demanded, and the way she obeyed sent a jolt through him. She widened her stance until her knees trembled, offering herself up like an altar, before he plunged his finger deep into her anus, stretching her gently despite the urgency in his breaths. Clara’s hips arched upward with a sharp gasp as he withdrew it only to plunge again, his other hand finding the knot of her clitoris and pinching it hard enough to make her eyes water.
‘More,’ she moaned when he added another finger inside her ass while his thumb flicked across her clit. David obeyed instantly, thrusting deeper until a third digit joined them—stretching her wider each time—but slowing down as she gasped sharply each time the pressure increased beyond the previous boundary.
Clara’s moans grew louder now, each one punctuating the air like drumbeats against his eardrums. When he finally removed his fingers from her ass to rub a slicked finger along her slit before pressing it deep into her pussy again, she bucked upward violently—her walls clamping down hard enough to make him groan—and then her body shuddered through the first of multiple orgasms as the pressure built until she screamed.
‘Yes,’ David urged, pushing her thighs wider still until he could look up at her with a smirk. ‘Look at me when you come.’