Elena’s fingers tightened around mine, her eyes locked on mine with that mix of trust and hunger that always made my chest ache. “Take me to the bedroom, Mark,” she whispered, her voice already husky. “I want to feel everything you have planned.”

I stood, pulling her up with me, and led her down the hall, the vibrator still clutched in her free hand like a promise. Once inside our room, bathed in the soft glow of the bedside lamp, I turned to her and began undressing her slowly, savoring each inch of skin I revealed. My hands slid her dress off her shoulders, letting it pool at her feet, then unclasped her bra with deliberate care, freeing her breasts as she shivered under my touch. “God, you’re beautiful,” I murmured, cupping them gently, thumbs brushing her nipples until they hardened. “I love watching you like this—open for me on our night.”

She moaned softly as I eased her panties down, guiding her to sit on the edge of the bed. My fingers trailed up her inner thighs, parting them, and I stroked her pussy with slow, teasing circles, feeling her slick warmth already coating my fingertips. “You’re so wet already, Elena,” I said, voice low and reverent. “Does the thought of tonight turn you on that much?” She nodded, biting her lip, hips rocking toward my hand. “Yes… Mark, don’t stop. I need your fingers inside me.” I slipped two inside her gently, curling them against her inner walls, pumping in a steady rhythm that made her breath hitch. “Like this, baby? Tell me how it feels.” Her moans grew louder, thighs trembling as I built the pace, thumb circling her clit. “It feels so good—deeper, please. I love how you know exactly what I need.” The pressure mounted until her first climax crashed over her, pussy clenching around my fingers, her cry of “Mark—oh god, yes!” filling the room as she arched and shook.

I didn’t pull away, instead easing her back onto the pillows and settling between her legs. My tongue replaced my thumb, licking long, slow stripes along her folds before sucking gently on her swollen clit. “You taste incredible,” I breathed against her, the words vibrating through her. “I could stay here all night, making you come again and again.” Elena’s hands tangled in my hair, guiding me as I slid my fingers back inside her pussy, fucking her slowly while my mouth worked her with focused laps and flicks. “Mark… your tongue feels amazing,” she gasped, voice breaking with pleasure. “Don’t stop—right there, yes. I want to feel you devour me.” I prolonged it, alternating deep thrusts of my fingers with swirling sucks, drawing out her building tension with whispered praises between strokes—“That’s it, love, let go for me”—until her second orgasm hit harder, her body quaking as she flooded my mouth, moaning my name like a prayer while I held her through every pulse.

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