Just One Orgasm!

Emilia walked out of the bathroom after spending a considerable amount of time in there just to take a bath.

She returned wearing a red strappy lingerie set. The delicate strips of fabric crossed over her curves in a way that left very little to the imagination.

Her long dark hair fell around her shoulders in soft, tousled waves, framing her face that was made even more striking by the subtle sweep of her makeup of defined eyes, glowing skin, and glossy lips.

Her figure was impossible to ignore. Her narrow waist flowed into full, rounded hips and generous curves that made every step look deliberate, even though she wasn’t trying to be seductive.

She stopped a few feet away, watching him.

"Are you busy?" she asked softly.

"I was beginning..." Adrian raised his face from his laptop, then trailed off.

His eyes moved over her once, and that was all it took.

"No more." He corrected himself.

He shut his laptop and dropped it onto the coffee table before standing.

The room went quiet except for his footsteps.

He stopped in front of her, close enough that she could feel the heat coming off him. His eyes dragged over the red straps, the curve of her waist, the way she was trying so hard not to fidget.

"You’re trying to kill me," he said, his voice low.

Emilia’s lips parted. "Am I?"

She looked up at him, fluttering her lashes at him. Her eyes slowly trailed down his body to his waistline, and then back to his eyes.

She held his gaze, and leaned forward. Then, she reached into his pants pocket. Adrian’s eyes dropped to her hand, but he said nothing.

She brought out his phone, still holding his gaze. Her eyes briefly dropped to his phone. She swallowed, her chest heaving seductively.

This was her first time holding his phone.

She swiped up, and to her surprise, it had no pass code. She slowly met his eyes. Then, without breaking eye contact, she tapped the Spotify icon.

Adrian said nothing.

He simply watched her.

Emilia’s lips curved into the faintest smile as she typed Streets by Doja Cat into the search icon. When she pressed play, and the song began playing softly through the room, something about the slow, hypnotic rhythm changed the atmosphere instantly.

She lowered the phone slightly.

Her eyes lifted to his again.

There was something almost playful in them now. She looked deliberate.

She let her gaze linger on him for a moment before glancing down at the phone, then back up through her lashes.

Adrian remained perfectly still.

His expression gave nothing away, but his eyes followed every tiny movement she made, sharp and unwavering.

Like a hawk watching its prey.

Emilia swallowed.

For the first time, she wondered if she had been a little too confident. Then his eyes narrowed slightly.

He walked around her until he was standing behind her.

For a moment, neither of them spoke.

Then Adrian leaned closer, his face disappearing into the curve of her neck as he breathed in the soft scent of her perfume. His hands settled firmly at both sides of her hips, drawing her back against him.

Emilia’s breath caught.

She closed her eyes, tilting her head back slightly as his lips brushed the side of her neck.

He dropped a soft kiss there, then another, lingering a little longer.

Her fingers tightened, as she tried to keep her composure. The slow music continued filling the room, making the silence between them feel even more intimate.

Adrian’s lips lingered against her neck before he pulled back just enough to murmur against her skin.

"Still feeling shy?" he asked, his voice husky as his long fingers slowly moved downwards, to the waistband of the straps.

Emilia shook her head.

Adrian’s other hand came to her hair, and dug into it. He pulled her head backwards from her hair, and tilted her face upwards to meet his eyes.

Emilia held his gaze, and ground her ass against him.

Adrian’s expression remained straight, but his throat worked.

Emilia worked it slow at first, grinding her ass against him, and rolling her hips in a rhythm that made his jaw tighten involuntarily.

She began to move with the music, slow and deliberate, letting the rhythm from the music guide her.

Her hips swayed gently from side to side, with each movement controlled, while her eyes remained fixed on Adrian’s.

There was a quiet confidence in her expression now. She knew exactly what effect she was having on him. His fingers remained on her waistband, slowly slipping down with each movement of her hips.

She turned slightly, letting her hair slide over one shoulder before looking back at him. The faintest smile touched her lips when she caught the tension in his jaw.

She continued moving to the music, unhurried and teasing, never once breaking their intense eye contact.

Her hair slipped forward as she lowered herself, placing both palms against the floor. She paused there, breathing steadily.

She shot her sinful ass in the air, giving him a clear view of her barely covered slightly wet pussy before glancing back at him over her shoulder with a playful, challenging look.

Adrian didn’t move.

He simply stared at her, his expression unreadable.

To his surprise, Emilia moved again.

Still low to the floor, she shifted her weight with effortless control, rolling her hips slowly to the beat before letting the movement travel through her entire body.

Then she swept one leg outward and drew it back in with a fluidity that made the motion look almost effortless. Her hair swung forward, partially hiding her face, but the mischievous smile on her lips told him she knew exactly what she was doing.

Adrian’s eyebrows lifted slightly. His composure cracked. He had a lot of dirty words at the tip of his tongue, but he decided to remain quiet, so he doesn’t ruin her confidence at the moment.

Emilia glanced back at him through the curtain of her hair, caught the reaction she’d been waiting for, and smiled wider. Adrian remained silent, his eyes locked on her as though he’d forgotten there was anything else in the room.

He finally moved forward. He already had a tent at the front of his sweatpants.

With his eyes buried on her already wet entrance, he massaged his already hard cock, before slowly pulling it out.

"I didn’t think you’d be this slutty, Emilia." He said, now tapping his wet dickhead against her entrance.

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