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Rune groaned out loud as pleasure surged through his body, forcing him to shut his eyes while Grace continued to torture him in the most pleasurable way possible.
While her tongue was moving over his length, her hands weren’t sitting idle either. They played their part as well, massaging him in all the right places to bring him sweet pleasure.
"Stars, Grace!"
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He groaned out loud as she once again took him in completely, making the crown of his length hit the very back of her throat.
She continued going up and down on him for a few more minutes before finally pulling away. Her fingertips trailed down his abdomen, her touch feather-light, yet it sent a tremor through him.
The way his muscles tensed beneath her fingers made something deep inside her tighten with longing. She had never seen him like this - completely vulnerable, completely hers.
"Grace..." Rune groaned again, his voice rough with need, his hands gripping the sheets at his sides as though trying to anchor himself.
Her lips curled into a teasing smile as she leaned down, her breath ghosting over his skin. "I like hearing you say my name like that," she whispered, pressing a soft kiss just above his heart.
His hand came up to cup the back of her head, guiding her mouth back to his. Their lips met in a slow, languid kiss, deepening into something more urgent as their bodies melted into each other. He pulled her closer, his fingers tangling in her hair, holding her as if he was afraid to let go.
A shiver ran through her when his warm palms slid down her back, following the curve of her waist, memorizing every inch of her skin. She gasped softly as he flipped them over in one swift motion, pressing her into the couch beneath him.
"You drive me insane," Rune murmured, his voice thick with desire. His forehead rested against hers, their breath mingling in the intimate space between them.
Grace’s fingers trailed over his shoulders, tracing the lines of his muscles, feeling the way they flexed under her touch. "Then let me," she whispered, her lips brushing against his in a teasing caress.
He groaned, his resolve snapping as he captured her lips in a fierce, passionate kiss. The intensity of it sent a rush of heat through her, making her toes curl. His tongue traced along the seam of her lips before delving deeper, tasting her, savoring her.
She lost herself in him - the way his hands explored her, the way his lips mapped a path down her jawline, down her neck, pressing kisses that made her breath hitch. When he reached the delicate skin just above her collarbone, he sucked gently, marking her as his own.
Her hands roamed over his back, nails digging slightly into his skin as he continued his slow, torturous descent down her body. Rune’s lips left a trail of fire as he kissed his way down to her stomach, his fingers teasing along the curve of her hips. Every touch was deliberate, every caress meant to drive her wild.
"Rune…" she moaned softly, her back arching off the bed as he traced his tongue over her sensitive skin.
The sound of his name on her lips seemed to ignite something primal within him. His grip tightened, his kisses becoming more possessive. He took his time, savoring her reactions.
And then, just when she thought she couldn’t take any more, he shifted, bringing their bodies back together in a perfect fit.
Their eyes met, and for a moment, everything else faded away. The heat between them was undeniable, but beneath it was something deeper - something that went beyond desire. It was the way he looked at her, as if she was his entire world.
"You are everything to me," he whispered, brushing a stray strand of hair from her face. His thumb caressed her cheek, his gaze filled with something that made her heart ache with emotion.
Grace swallowed, her throat tight with unspoken words. Instead of replying, she pulled him down, capturing his lips in a kiss that said everything she couldn’t.
Then, she felt the crown of his hardness pressing against her folds. She gasped at the contact, ending the kiss and watching as Rune pulled back only to enter her one clean thrust.
She moaned as he filled her completely. They moved together, their breaths mingling, their hearts beating in sync. Every touch, every whispered sigh, brought them closer, their bodies tangled in a rhythm that felt as natural as breathing.
Time seemed to slow, stretching into eternity as they lost themselves in each other. It wasn’t just about passion - it was about trust, about love, about the undeniable connection that bound them together.
Rune held her like she was something precious, something irreplaceable. His hands, strong yet gentle, traced every curve, every dip, memorizing her in a way that made her feel worshipped.
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Her fingers raked through his hair, nails scratching lightly against his scalp, eliciting a deep groan from his lips. She loved that sound, loved knowing that she could unravel him just as much as he unraveled her.
Their breaths turned ragged, their movements more urgent, more desperate. She clung to him, her body shuddering with pleasure as her release hit her hard. Waves of sensation crashed over her, leaving her breathless beneath him.
Rune wasn’t far behind. With her inner walls squeezing him so hard, it didn’t take long for him to find his release as well. His body tensed, and his muscles became taut as he buried his face in the crook of her neck, the immense pleasure sending shivers through him.
The two of them remained entangled like that as the after-waves of their releases washed over them, basking them in the sweet tingles of pleasure.
After what seemed like a few long minutes, Rune finally rolled over while pulling her along, keeping her secured in his arms.
Grace nestled against his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart. And she found herself slowly drifting to a peaceful sleep.