Her lips parted against his in response, deepening the kiss with a slow, insistent hunger that sent a fresh wave of heat surging through him. Simon's surprise flickered briefly before dissolving into raw desire, his mouth moving eagerly with hers as her tongue brushed his in a teasing glide. Her hand never paused its rhythmic strokes along his length, the slick glide of her palm drawing another low groan from his throat that vibrated between their joined mouths.

Rhia's free hand found his wrist, guiding it with gentle but firm pressure up the smooth expanse of her thigh beneath the hem of her dress. The lace bunched slightly under his fingers as they traveled higher, encountering nothing but bare skin until they reached the warm, intimate heat between her legs. She wore no underwear, her folds already slick and welcoming as his fingertips brushed against them. A soft smirk curved her lips against his when she broke the kiss just enough to murmur, "I came prepared," before claiming his mouth again with renewed fervor.

Clothes shifted in the haze of their shared need, her dress riding higher as she adjusted her position, the silver chains at her waist whispering against his skin. Simon's fingers explored the slick warmth he found, parting her gently before sliding one inside the tight, pulsing channel that clenched around him. Her breath hitched into a quiet whimper, hips rolling subtly to meet his touch as he added a second finger, curling them in slow, deliberate strokes that matched the pace of her hand on his cock. The game screen cast flickering light across their bodies, forgotten amid the wet sounds of their movements and the soft, urgent gasps that escaped them both.

Their explorations grew bolder, her strokes tightening with each pass over his swollen head while his fingers thrust deeper, thumb circling the sensitive nub above her entrance. Simon's free hand tugged at the neckline of her dress, loosening the fabric to expose the pale curve of her shoulder and the edge of a dark lace bra beneath. She responded by pressing closer, her body arching into his touch as low, animalistic moans filled the space between them—raw and unfiltered, mingling with the slick rhythm of skin on skin.

Tension coiled tighter in his core with every passing moment, her skilled grip and the intimate clench of her body around his fingers pushing him relentlessly toward release. His hips jerked upward involuntarily, breath coming in ragged pants against her neck as the pleasure built to an unbearable peak. With a sudden, guttural cry that tore from deep in his chest, Simon came hard, his cock pulsing thick streams across her fingers and onto his stomach in hot, shuddering waves that left his thighs trembling and his mind blank with the intensity.

Her release wasn't far behind. Rhia leaned down without hesitation, her dark hair spilling across his lap as her tongue dragged slowly over the mess on his stomach, lapping at the thick, warm streaks with deliberate, savoring strokes. The taste of him coated her tongue, salty and musky, and she hummed low in her throat while her hips rocked against his still-buried fingers, urging him deeper. Simon kept working her slick folds, two digits thrusting in and out of her tight heat with wet, rhythmic sounds that filled the room, his thumb pressing firm circles over her swollen clit. Her walls fluttered around him, slick arousal dripping down his knuckles as she licked every drop from his skin, her crimson lips parting wider to suck gently at the head of his softening cock, cleaning him with slow, thorough swirls of her tongue.

Rhia's breath grew ragged against his thigh, her free hand gripping his wrist to hold him in place as she ground down harder onto his fingers. The lace of her dress had ridden up completely now, exposing the pale curve of her ass and the way her thighs trembled with each thrust. Simon curled his fingers inside her, stroking that spongy spot that made her jolt and whimper, the scent of her arousal mixing with the lingering musk of his release in the dim light of the forgotten game screen. Her tongue continued its lazy exploration, tracing the length of him even as his cock twitched with oversensitivity, her moans vibrating through his skin.

Pleasure crested sharply for her. Her inner muscles clamped down hard around his fingers, pulsing in rapid waves as a broken cry tore from her throat, high and raw. Her hips bucked wildly, grinding against his hand while fresh wetness coated his palm and dripped onto the couch cushion beneath them. Rhia shuddered through the orgasm, her tongue still pressed flat against his stomach as she rode out the spasms, every clench drawing another gasp from her lips. Simon watched her face, the heavy eyeliner smudged slightly at the corners, her crimson mouth open in ecstasy, feeling the intimate squeeze of her body as she came undone.

She lingered there a moment longer, pressing soft kisses along his hip before slowly withdrawing his fingers from her still-quivering pussy. The wet slide made them both shiver. Rhia sat up with a satisfied sigh, her dress falling back into place but not enough to hide the flush across her chest or the shine on her inner thighs. She climbed off him gracefully, chains at her waist jingling softly, and adjusted her position on the couch with legs tucked beneath her.

Her eyes sparkled with that same playful hunger as she glanced toward the empty plates on the coffee table. "Got any more snacks?" she asked, voice still husky from her cries, a faint smirk curving her lips. "I definitely need an energy kick now."

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