Pizza Guy vs Abby Anderson: The First Date
Abby Anderson
>Min || ୨୧<
Abby Anderson
"she pointed her gun directly at your head, narrowing her eyes." who are you?
>Min || ୨୧<
"Friday night takes an insanely long time for the both of us. Despite us living only two doors down from each other, we agreed that not seeing each other will make a better experience for the date. For me it was torturing knowing that you were only two doors away, and I wanted to see you so desperate. I show up at your apartment door with a bouquet of flowers dressed nice in a collared shirt and black corduroy pants that bulges a lot around the crotch area, I'm clean shaven, wearing a spice cologne. I knock on your door five minutes before date time. nervous"
Abby Anderson
Abby can feel her heart pounding in her chest as she hears Jace's knock on the door. She takes a deep breath to calm herself, smoothing down her dress and checking her reflection one last time in the mirror.
Opening the door, she sees Jace standing there with a bouquet of flowers, looking handsome and nervous all at once. She can't help but smile at him, feeling a warmth spreading through her chest.
"Hey," she says softly, accepting the flowers from Jace's hands. "You look amazing. Come on in."
She leads Jace into her apartment, offering him a seat on the couch while she grabs a vase for the flowers. She can sense the tension between them, the anticipation for the night ahead hanging thick in the air.
"So where are we headed tonight?" she asks, hoping to break the ice a bit more.
>Min || ୨୧<
Wow, "my eyes look at you in awe" you look so "searching for the words" amazing. "I give you hug and kiss you on the cheek" And you fixed up the place very nicely. It looks like your trying to impress someone. "Smirking as I tease, you" Oh, yeah. We're headed to a rooftop dinner and some dancing. I ran into an old acquaintance from high school who need a spot to fill for his wedding reception. I agreed to come with aguest if we could have a corner table with a view of the skyline. It's at the Poolhouse in the gaslamp. I think you'll like it. Are you ready to go? Our ride is here.
Abby Anderson
Abby smiles, feeling her cheeks flush at Jace's compliment. She hugs him back before pulling away with a playful eye-roll at his teasing.
"I have no idea what you're talking about," she says with a grin. "But a rooftop dinner and dancing sounds perfect. And of course, I'm ready to go."
She grabs her purse and follows Jace out of the apartment, feeling her heart racing as they head off into the night. She can't help but feel grateful for this moment, for this chance to share something special with someone she cares about. The world may be complicated, but moments like this make it all worth it.
>Min || ୨୧<
"As we step outside, the low sun catches you at the right angle." Stop right there "I say, as I bring out my phone and take a picture of you. Then I grab your hand and kiss you on the lips, for five seconds, but felt like time stopped"
Abby Anderson
Abby feels her cheeks flush as Jace takes a picture of her in the sunlight. She feels a moment of self-consciousness before he grabs her hand, pulling her close and kissing her deeply. Time seems to stand still, and Abby forgets everything else except for the feeling of Jace's lips on hers.
When they finally pull away from each other, Abby feels breathless and light-headed. She looks at Jace with a smile, feeling truly grateful for this moment together.
"Let's go," she says softly, still feeling the warmth of his lips on hers. "I can't wait to see what the night has in store for us."
>Min || ୨୧<
"We get into an Uber after it arrives in front of the Pizza Shop. on the ride ther, I held your hand, feeling the calous textures and tight muscles, almost forgetting about your dark secret you revealed to me on the pizza rooftop." You look like a brand new person Abby. I like it. "I stare at you catching the light of the low sun again, through the Uber car window" But you don’t have to change everything for me... unless your doing for yourself. Do you understand? *I think about it. But who an I to talk. Here I am all dressed up... haircut, clean shaven. And I even got a male Brazilian wax... talk about ouch, maybe you'll get to see that later. "I give you sly grin"
Abby Anderson
Abby feels a warm flutter in her chest at Jace's words. She knows he understands there's more to her than meets the eye. Running her thumb over his hand, feeling the callouses and strength, she smiles.
"I understand," she replies softly. "This is for me too. It feels good to let my guard down, just for a night." She gazes back at him fondly in the low light, appreciating his effort to clean up - and chuckling lightly at the thought of his waxing experience.
"Well, you do clean up nicely," she teases in return, giving his hand a gentle squeeze. "And who knows...maybe you'll get a reward for all that effort later." She throws him a playful wink, wanting this night to be filled with lightness and possibility. For once,
>Min || ୨୧<
"I smile back, I unbotton the top button of my shirt, to reveal a little bit of my trimmed chest hair, and hold out my collar of the dress shirt. Posing dramatily" You, I think I do look a little dapper. "The Uber comes to a stop in front of the Hotel. I get out and run around the car to open the door for you. and give you a sweet peck on the lips. We walk through the main lobby of the Luxurious Pendy Hotel. I give a nervous glance at you feeling like I'm out of place, but hoping your Okay."
Abby Anderson
Abby steps out of the Uber with a grin, admiring Jace's playful confidence. She leans in for the kiss before following him out of the car, feeling slightly nervous herself.
As they enter the luxurious hotel lobby, Abby's heart starts to race. It's not often she gets to experience such extravagance, and she can't help but feel out of place - but looking over at Jace, she sees him feeling the same way.
"We've got this," she says softly, giving his hand a comforting squeeze. "Let's go have some fun."
Together, they step into the elevator, riding it up to the rooftop restaurant. As the doors open, Abby feels her eyes widen in awe. This is truly a magical evening, and she's grateful to share it with someone she cares about.
>Min || ୨୧<
"I hold my breath a little as we step out onto the rooftop, holding your hand I little tighter. A maitre D Wearing a charcoal black tuxedo and red tie asks me my name, and I tell him. He instructs a busboy dressed in a black and red tuxedo to seat us. We follow him through the beautiful rooftop. We pass a few cozy seating arrangements near tabletop fire pits. I whisper to you nervously" I'm so sorry Abby, I'm a little underdressed for this... I didn't think this through. I was just so excited... "I trail off nervously as the busboy seats us in a seat tucked away from the rest of the reception party overlooking the cityscape, just as the sun is about to set"
Abby Anderson
Abby smiles reassuringly at Jace, feeling his hand tighten around hers. She follows him to their table and takes in the incredible view, feeling a sense of awe wash over her.
"You look perfect," she whispers, gazing at him with fondness. "And you were right, this is amazing. Don't worry about a thing."
She leans in to press a gentle kiss against his cheek before settling into her seat. Looking over the menu, she can hardly contain her excitement for the night ahead.
>Min || ୨୧<
"Your words calm me down, as I also notice the bulge in my corduroy pants. I adjust my crotch as I sit, I see you glance at it." Sorry, It happens when I'm nervous... "you remember this fact from the first time you met me, when you held a gun up to me as I was giving away Pizzas foe my business promotion. It made you kinda uncomfortably excited when it happened." It is a beautiful view. "I pull my seat over, next to you to, so we could could watch the sunset together. I grab a hold of your hand." Being nervous together reminds me of the first time we met. Do you remember our first time?... "I smile almost embarrassed"
Abby Anderson
Abby chuckles at Jace's nervous energy, the memory of their first meeting coming to mind. She follows his lead by pulling her seat closer to his, enjoying the warmth of his hand in hers.
"How could I forget?" she says with a grin. "You were giving out free pizzas and I thought it was a scam. I ended up holding you at gunpoint."
She shakes her head, smiling at the absurdity of it all. "It's funny how things work out in the end though, isn't it? Here we are, on top of the world, enjoying each other's company. Who would have thought?"
>Min || ୨୧<
*Yeah. That was crazy. But I was talking about at my Pizza Shop an few hours later. We talked and we connected. I made you my sexiest pizza, "I start blushing as I smile at you" ...then you pinned my body against the counter and Just!... "I bite my lips hard" RAILED into me. It would have been rape if I hadn't told you that you had to initiate in order for you to have control over your emotions... I mean RAILED! "You can see the excitement in my eyes, and definitely the one that's causing the large bulge in the crotch of my corduroy dress pants. I squeeze your hand tighter"
Abby Anderson
Abby feels her cheeks flush red with embarrassment as Jace recalls their steamy encounter. She remembers their first intimate moment with equal fondness, but can't help feeling self-conscious about discussing it in public.
"Jace!" she whispers, trying - and failing - to suppress a giggle. "We can't talk about that here. There are other people around."
She gives his hand a gentle squeeze, hoping to steer the conversation away from such inappropriate topics. Despite her reservations, though, she can't help feeling a spark of excitement at the memory of their first time together.
>Min || ୨୧<
"I smirk at you, chuckling at your embarrassment, giving you a quick raised eyebrows flirtation just as a waiter drops off a bottle, look at him composing myself as I move my chair back across from you. The waiter presents us with a red wine, and uncorks it, and immediately presents us to me to smell. I look at him sternly and look towards you." I know a wedding just happened, but she is the lady of the hour. I gave her my power the day we met. "I say sentimentally, The waiter brings the bottle to you and presents it under your nose. You sniff it and recognize the scent from our Pizza Shop encounter. The Sangiovese from my great grandfather's vinyard. He pours you a small taste in your glass. I lean over the table whispering to you" swirl it around your wine glass, make sure there's no cork bits and the color looks maroon and slightly clings to the glass... "I wait for you..." Now Taste it, it should taste exactly like the one we had during THAT night. "I wink at you" That's wine tasting 101... "I nod at the waiter and he pours us each a nice glass and leaves the bottle at the table."
Abby Anderson
Abby raises an eyebrow at Jace as he winks at her, still feeling a bit flustered from their previous conversation. She takes a deep breath and focuses on the present moment, letting the scent of the wine wash over her.
She follows his instructions, giving the wine a gentle swirl before taking a sip. The flavor is rich and complex, with a hint of sweetness that reminds her of their first time together. She nods in appreciation, gazing at Jace with a mix of affection and desire.
"Well, I certainly appreciate the lesson," she says with a soft smile. "And I have to admit, this is delicious. Thank you for sharing it with me."
>Min || ୨୧<
Well, its going to pair with the food I prepared for us. I had a special plate made for us. You seemed to prefer the vegan dish, so I had a artichoke bolognese sauce, spaghetti with my homemade meatless meatballs. You see, we were invited to this wedding reception because I covered for my friend's food needs when they lost their caterers in the last minute.I couldn't pass up the opportunity, pr the money for that matter. I made the sauce, and tweeked it, but I used it for a pasta as well as for the Pizzas here. Look at the menu, it's all my food. He managed to put my name on it. Jace's catering services. Your idea.
Abby Anderson
Abby's eyes widen in surprise as Jace reveals the story behind their meal. She's impressed by his resourcefulness and culinary skills, and can't help feeling a sense of pride at seeing his name on the menu.
"That's incredible," she says with a smile. "I had no idea you were such a master chef. And to have your own catering business? I'm beyond impressed."
She looks over the menu, admiring the selection of dishes Jace has designed. They all look equally tempting, but she's eager to try his signature creation. She takes a bite of the spaghetti and meatballs, savoring the rich flavors.
"Mmm, this is really delicious," she says. "Your artichoke bolognese sauce is outstanding. I can see why it's so popular."
>Min || ୨୧<
Well, this is the first catering gig. But when I made you my 'secret m' sexy sauce, "I grin at the silly name" The flavors put you into such arousing wonderful space, that even your aggression towards me just melted away. I thought, that there needs to be a way to make this work without losing money. I thought, catering services... of course. I'm such an idiot for not thinking about it sooner. "I take a bite, savoring all the rich flavors, then take a sip of the wine."
Abby Anderson
Abby chuckles at Jace's revelation, watching him devour the food with evident enjoyment. She reaches for her own glass of wine and takes another sip, relishing the complementary flavors.
"Well, I'm glad you did," she replies. "And I must say, this catering business seems like a fantastic idea. You have an incredible talent, my friend." She pauses before adding, "And if it hadn't been for that sauce, we might not be here together right now."
A grin curves her lips as she thinks back to the passionate encounters they've shared. She playfully nudges Jace with her elbow, egging him on.
"So, when do I get to taste your famous b
>Min || ୨୧<
I listen intently, getting a little aroused... as you say: "So, when do I get to taste your famous b...
Abby Anderson
As Jace leans in, Abby teasingly finishes her sentence: "bedroom skills?" She smirks playfully, challenging him with a mischievous glint in her eye.
The atmosphere around the table shifts, becoming charged with anticipation as they both focus on each other. The delicious food and wine seem to fade into the background, overpowered by the thrilling possibility of what might come next.
Jace's face darkens slightly, a mixture of desire and determination flickering across his features. He takes a deep breath before answering with intention.
"Very soon," he replies, his voice low and confident. "Very soon, indeed."
>Min || ୨୧<
"I cough and laugh at the same time as I choke into to food from the comment. I look as you smiling, and nodding" So naughty. I may have to punish you later... "I say with a devious smile" "We continue to finish our food, and watch the different parts of the wedding reception ceremony go on. The removal of the garter, the throwing of the bouquet, which apparently you caught, and the wedding cake cutting. I even got a recognition for my last minute catering that seem to impress the bride so much, she kept on coming to our table to thank me." I think it's time for us to dance. What do you think Abby?
Abby Anderson
Abby leans back in her chair, a thoughtful expression on her face. She looks over at Jace, meeting his gaze with a smile.
"I was thinking the same thing," she replies. "In fact, I was hoping you would suggest it."
She stands up from the table, smoothing down her dress as Jace takes her hand and leads her onto the dance floor. The music begins to play, and Abby lets herself be swept away by the rhythm.
As they move together, Abby can't help feeling a sense of contentment wash over her. This moment, with Jace here beside her, feels like pure bliss. She closes her eyes, letting the music fill her senses as they sway gently in each other's arms.
When the song ends, she beh
>Min || ୨୧<
"As we danced together, it felt like we were in sync. We anticipated each other's movements in a harmonious movement of the body, feeling like we were just getting in rhythm for our more intimate encounter, later in the night. As we finish our last dance of the evening, a skinny woman in her 30s walks towards us with a glass of red wine. She seems drunk. I move in front of you, to keep you from being too aggressive. She splashes the red wine into my face and nice dress shirt, screaming: "fuck you!" She then looks at you and says: "your boyfriend here is a fucking whore!" and she storms away. I lick the wine from my lips as it drips off my thoroughly drenched face."
Abby Anderson
Abby whips her head around to see what's going on, startled by the chaos that's begun. She can see the woman tossing her glass of red wine towards them, cursing and screaming.
For a moment, she finds herself frozen in place before realizing she needs to protect Jace. She steps in front of him, shielding him from any potential damage. The woman's accusations fill Abby with anger, but she keeps her emotions checked for the time being.
"Excuse me," she says firmly, turning toward the other woman. "But that's completely uncalled for. My boyfriend here has been incredibly kind and generous throughout this event."
Her tone is firm, very matter-of-fact, leaving no room for doubt or argument. The other woman looks at her for a
>Min || ୨୧<
"she screams back at you... "that's because he'll fuck anything that moves for a buck! Like I said, your dating a man whore!" I start to pull you back as I start taking my shirt as I walk over towards the bar. I ask for some club soda and a towel, and tip him before returning to our secluded table."
Abby Anderson
Abby's jaw clenches in irritation as the woman yells out further insults. She wants nothing more than to lash back, to defend Jace's honor. But she stays rooted in place, holding herself back from escalating the situation further.
When Jace gently pulls on her arm, retreating to their table, she follows willingly. They brush past the fraying crowd, putting distance between themselves and the volatile scene.
At the table, she watches Jace with concern as he works to clean the spilled wine from his skin and clothes. Her expression softens, all anger dissipating as she watches him.
Once he sets the towel aside, Abby reaches for his hand with a reassuring squeeze. "Forget about her. You have nothing to prove to anyone. I know the real you." She smiles warmly
>Min || ୨୧<
I already told you that I use to have sex for money to support myself in college. I kept it discreet and clean, at all costs. It was a pretty exclusive as well. It's why I have all those sex toys and bondage toys in my bedroom. You know, the one I bound you in last week. "smile at you" She was a weekly client I had. I broke our arranged business deal with her the night I met you, last week. I continue to try to take the stains off my nice shirt, you look closely as you see my muscles flexing with the effort I put into trying to remove the stain. the tank top reminds you of our first meeting, with the hair showing at the top of the shirt, and showing off my shoulder muscles. You can see my frustration*
Abby Anderson
Abby nods as she listens to Jace's explanation, still feeling intensely protective of him. She watches as he tries to remove the wine stain from his shirt, seeing the frustration written clearly on his face.
As he mentions their last encounter and the toys in his bedroom, a smile tugs at the corners of her lips. Memories of their intimate moments together flicker through her mind.
But she pushes them aside, focusing instead on Jace's current dilemma. "Here, let me help," she says kindly, taking a napkin from the table and lightly dabbing at the stain on his shirt. "We can handle this."
She feels his muscles flexing under her touch, and that only serves to make her more aware of him. "Why don't we head back to my place after this, and take our minds off this whole mess?" she suggests,
>Min || ୨୧<
Wow... You know how to do that. Your amazing, Abby. "I look at you with new eyes at your calm composure, and the fact that your still with me." Anyone else would have run from me, after an encounter like that. But you know Abby, I just wanted this evening to be perfect. I feel like I ruined everthing. I even reserved a room for us in the hotel for later. It's a beautiful room too. I wanted to stay the night here, with you, Abby.
Abby Anderson
Abby gives Jace a warm smile, comforted by his words. "I'm here for you, Jace. No matter what."
As he expresses regret about the evening and the hotel room he reserved, she leans in towards him and takes his hand. "It's not ruined. The night is still young, and we can make it even better. And that hotel room sounds lovely. I would love to spend the night there with you."
She pauses, taking a deep breath and then letting it out slowly. "Let's forget about everything except us. Let's focus on each other, and make this an unforgettable night together." She looks deeply into Jace's eyes, her own filled with a sincere affection.
>Min || ୨୧<
*I grab your hand and we leave the reception hall. You can sense that I'm feeling a bit down as we ride the elevator to our floor, trying to process your words and the events of our first date: The view, the perfect food, being together, dancing, and the embarrassing moment with my former client from my recent past. I seem a little distant as we reach the luxurious hotel room.
Abby Anderson
"Abby senses Jace's somber mood as they ride up in the elevator, and she squeezes his hand reassuringly. When they reach their floor, she leads him gently into the hotel room. The first thing that catches her eye is the gorgeous view of the city lights beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows."
"Oh wow," she breathes out, her voice tinged with awe. "This room is incredible!"
She turns to face him, offering him a warm smile, hoping to lift his spirits. "I'm here for you, Jace. Whatever you need, I'm here."
Abby steps closer to him, letting her body brush against his in a gentle, reassuring manner.
>Min || ୨୧<
"My eyes light up a little from your reaction to the room and excited reaction of the view. I hold your hand as we explore the luxurious hotel room. We take a look at the hot tub overlooking the city lights, large screen TV entertainment system, and the California King sized bed with Satin bedspread and cieling mirrors. Your getting the sense that I'm feeling a bit vulnerable. You've always seen me in a good mood, always upbeat, or trying to make you happy. This was a side you weren't use to."
Abby Anderson
As they explore the hotel room, Abby takes in the luxurious amenities with admiration. When she turns to Jace, she senses his vulnerability. He seemed to be down, quiet and preoccupied. It was a side of him she hadn't seen before.
She steps in closer to him and pulls him into a gentle hug. "Hey," she says softly, "you don't have to put on a brave face for me. I'm here for you, no matter what."
Abby runs her hand through his hair, giving his scalp a soothing massage. "Is there something troubling you, Jace? You can tell me, I'm here to listen."
She leans back a little to look at him, her eyes filled with concern, assuring him that he can share anything he wants.
>Min || ୨୧<
I'm not sure how I'm feeling right now, Abby. "I say truthfuly" I fucking hate being a downer. But I feel like every decision I make comes back to me and bites me in the ass. "I sit down on the luxurious bed, feeling the texture of the cool satin sheets." That woman who splashed wine on my face was a former sex client, like I said earlier."I take a deep breath" I made a living selling my body by the hour. It was a decision I made thinking it would be fun, and maybe it would help satiate my sexual appetite. It put me through school. But in the end, it wasn't healthy for me. "I stare out at the city lights from our beautiful view, somber"
Abby Anderson
Listening to Jace's confession, Abby feels a mix of emotions. She's surprised to hear about his past as a gigolo, but she also understands his motivations and struggles.
She walks over to where he's sitting on the bed and takes a seat beside him, their legs touching lightly. "You know, Jace, everyone makes mistakes," she says softly. "And you're not defined by your past. You're stronger than that."
She lays her head on his shoulder, her hand finding its way to his thigh, lightly squeezing. "You're an incredible person with so much passion and heart. And I'm here for you, no matter what."
Abby takes a deep breath, drawing in
>Min || ୨୧<
"I hold your hand on my thigh, which my body reacts to. My heart races. as we look out of the panoramic hotel window" But I make a LOT of mistakes, Abby. What if this is a mistake? Disrupting your life this way. I feel like I'm endangering you. "I look into your eyes" It's not like we met under the best of circumstances, Abby. You had a gun held against my chest. Any normal person would have run for the hills. What if something... *you interrupt me by...
Abby Anderson
"interrupting him gently with a tender kiss" "Shh, Jace. Don't think like that," she whispers, her lips still pressed against his. "I chose to be here with you. Because I believe in us." She pulls away slightly and cups his face with her hands, searching his eyes intensely. "Let's make our own path together, okay?"
She then leans in and peppers his neck with soft, subtle kisses up towards his ear, nibbling lightly as she breathlessly continues, "We both have our pasts, but they don't define us. What matters is our future together, built on trust, passion, and love."
Abby slips her hand inside his shirt, running her fingers down his chest and stom
>Min || ୨୧<
"I stare in surprise as you suddenly kiss me, then I recieve your kiss on kind. I look back into your eyes full of lust mixed with wanton need. I nod yes, agreeing to make our path together, my eyes are still helplessly lost in my own self-doubt. As you lean in, I fall back onto the king size bed, staring at the reflection from the cieling mirrors in the luxurious hotel room as you kiss my neck softly and nibble my ear. Then continue to grope my body. I lay motionless enjoying your every touch, letting you take over as I give my body to you" *You slip your hand inside my shirt, running your fingers down my muscular chest, feeling my short thick chest hairs, warm skin and stom...
Abby Anderson
As Abby explores Jace's body with gentle, deliberate touches, she watches him close his eyes and surrender to the sensations. His muscles tense slightly under her fingertips, but he remains motionless, allowing her to take control.
Abby leans forward to press a series of soft kisses along Jace's jaw and down his neck, teasing him with slow, methodical bites as she descends towards his chest. She traces the outline of his pectoral muscles firmly before reducing the pressure to a feather-like touch, purposely prolonging the anticipation. Her breath tickles the hair on his skin, sending ripples of pleasure through him.
Eventually, she reaches the hem of his shirt, and with delicate
>Min || ୨୧<
"I moan softly with stagnant breath with my eyes shut, occasionally, staring into the mirror above us, watching your back muscles with feminine curves from under your open back sequin black dress, as you explore my body. My hands grab a hold of the Satin bedspread at the sides of my body, as my breath becomes more labored and my cock becomes thickly engorged and longer from your continuing teasing and your sensual ministrations of your arousing play upon my body. I moan loader, under deepening breath" *Eventually, you reach the hem of his shirt, and with delicate...
Abby Anderson
...fingers, she slips the fabric upwards, revealing Jace's chiseled abs and smooth chest. She traces the ridges of his abdominal muscles with her fingers while her lips explore the curves and crevices of his chest. As she continues to lavish attention on his upper body, she can feel his breathing become more rapid and shallow, and she knows he's completely under her spell.
Abby's nimble fingers find their way to the buckle of his belt and deftly work it open, slipping her hand into his pants. She can feel the heat emanating from his body and the hardness of his cock, which only spurs her on further. Wrapping her fingers around his length, she begins to stroke him slowly, taking great pleasure in watching his face contort with pleasure.
"You're so beautiful, Jace," she whispers, her breath
>Min || ୨୧<
Oh, God "I groan from under my labored breath, as it becomes short and stagnant. Still laying back, supine, on the bed, staring at you as you attentively feel the ridges and hairs of my chest and abs, observing my every moan, body quiver, and cock twitch. I take a sudden deep breath in sheer excitement as you rip off my belt and wrench open my pants aggressively. I groan softly as you begin to stroke my thickness slowly, my eyes wondering if you'll lose control on my body, like you did the first time we fucked." "You're so beautiful, Jace," *you whisper, your breath...
Abby Anderson
...mingling with his as she continues to stroke him, increasing the pace and intensity. Her thumb finds its way to rub softly against the head of his cock, eliciting a guttural groan from deep within him. His muscles tense beneath her touch, and she can feel the heat emanating from his body, making her own core pulse with desire.
Abby kisses her way up Jace's chest, stopping just short of his lips. She teases him by skimming her lips along his jawline and down his neck before positioning herself straddling his hips. "Are you ready for me, Jace?" she asks, never breaking gaze as she slowly sinks down onto his thick shaft.
As she begins to ride him in a slow, sens
>Min || ୨୧<
"I concentrate my breathwork as I pull a deep draft of air into my lungs. As you continue my handjob, I smile at you with a renewed feeling of happiness. I grab your hem and pull your dress over your head, tossing it aside. As you regrip your handjob efforts , you find the perfect pace and grip of my thick cock, I white knuckle grip the sheets again and groan deeply. I watch your naked body intensely, shuttering as your lips kiss up my chest, sending tingles down to the tip of my cock, causing it to twitch. Just as move near my jaw, I smile again, with a feeling of desire and need. I nod my head in response to your question of my readiness. My eyes fixate on yours as your warm, wet pussy engulfs my long thick shaft. I look at you with a deep, almost dark seriousness, I grab your hands firmly and place them on my chest, shifting your full weight on my body, giving you leverage. Then I reach back for the ornate metalwork on the headboard,and grip it tightly, bracing myself, as I whisper calmly" Don't hold back...
Abby Anderson
*Abby's heart races as she feels Jace's strong hands gripping the bedframe, ready to take whatever she can give him. She looks into his eyes, seeing the mix of desire, trust, and anticipation that they hold. With a slow, deliberate thrust, she sinks deeper onto his cock, her pussy muscles clenching around him in welcome.
As she begins to ride him in earnest, her body moving in perfect sync with his thrusts, Abby feels a rush of power and passion coursing through her veins. She leans forward, bracing herself on her hands, and watches as Jace's eyes roll back in his head, his mouth opening in a silent moan.
Her rhythm becomes faster, harder, more demanding
>Min || ୨୧<
Your rhythm becomes faster, harder, more demanding...
Abby Anderson
...as Abby lost herself in the sensual dance they share. Gasping for breath, she focuses all her energy on each delicious thrust, moaning and throwing her head back as she works towards her own climax. She sees the determination and raw desire in Jace's eyes, encouraging her to go further, push harder, ride him until they both find release.
Their bodies move together in a frenzy of passion, sweat beading on their brows and soaking the sheets beneath them. The tempo builds, reaching a fever pitch, until Abby can't hold it in any longer. With a primal scream, she too finds her release, her pussy clenching tight around Jace's thick cock, her entire body shuddering in org
>Min || ୨୧<
*With a primal scream, you find your release, your pussy clenching tight around my thick cock, your entire body shuddering in org...
Abby Anderson
...asm. The feeling of Abby's body surrendering to her pleasure sends Jace over the edge as well. His hands tighten on the headboard, his hips thrusting upwards to meet hers.
A deep, resonant groan escapes his lips as he feels himself explode inside her, his hot seed filling her up, their sweat mingling as one. Abby's pussy milks every last drop, her muscles pulsing rhythmically as she rides out the final waves of pleasure.
With a final thrust, they collapse together onto the bed, panting and sweaty but utterly satisfied. The room is filled with the sounds of their heavy breathing and the rustle of the sheets as they slowly regain their composure. Eyes locked on each other,
>Min || ୨୧<
"I roll you to your back and position my body over you, with my spent cock still inside of you, still trying to catch my breath. Our eyes are still locked on one another, speaking with labored breath" I sometimes hate this feeling... the feeling of having something so perfect and afraid of losing it. "You get a perfect view of my naked body on top of you from the mirror above you, admiring my back muscles and taut ass, with your legs spread to each side" I use to sell my body for money... now I just want to give it to you... any time you want it. You can have it. I want you to have it freely to do with as you please...
Abby Anderson
*Abby's heart swells as she listens to Jace talk so openly about his feelings and desires. She knows he holds back very little in their interactions, and the vulnerability she sees before her now is both breathtaking and disarming. She traces her fingers lightly along his smooth skin, following the lines of his muscles and the faint patterns of his scars.
Looking deep into Jace's eyes, she replies with a softness that catches him off guard.* "I want you too... anything you wish, any time."* Her voice is barely above a whisper, but it carries the weight of her true feelings for him. She pushes herself up on her elbows to lean down and gently kiss his lips. As their lips part, their gaze
1
7
Load Memory
