sugar lily

Jymaiyri lounged on her back, pressing up on her elbows as she pushed into the kiss. She couldn't get enough of Yeonaixho. Even as close as they were, their bodies intertwined, she wasn't close enough to him.

They lay in a tangle of limbs atop the large, silk-covered bed. Half of their clothes- Yeonaixho's jacket, Jymaiyri's shirt- lay in a pile on the floor, discarded in a flurry of desire and desparation. Mid-afternoon light filtered through the window, illuminating the room and the ornately carved furniture within it, but Jymaiyri only had eyes for Yeonaixho.

She pushed forward to him, lifting one hand to his chest, when he suddenly put a hand to her back and pulled her up. Jymaiyri gasped, but didn't break from Yeonaixho's lips. With that same hand, Yeonaixo hastily undid the clasp of Jymaiyri's bralette, letting it fall from her shoulders.

Shifting so she was in a more stable position and sitting upright, Jymaiyri intertwined her hand in Yeonaixho's hair and guided him down, so his head was level with her exposed breast. Yeonaixho wasted no time figuring out what to do. With a hand on Jymaiyri's back and another on her sternum, he pressed his mouth to her nipple and ran small circles around it with his tongue- ever delicate, ever teasing.

Yeonaixho was a very good kisser. Truly, he was very good with his mouth, in all departments. It was a talent that extended far beyond his natural charisma and skill at bargaining. But Jymaiyri wasn't complaining.

As he moved to her other breast, Yeonaixho's hand traveled even lower, til it tugged at the waistband of her panties, daring to pull them away. He pulled his head up, and rested his cheek against the softness of her breast. "You're gorgeous." He said in a breathy moan. "I'm so lucky to have you."

Jymaiyri shifted again slightly, a smile blooming across her face with a warm blush to accompany it. She cupped Yeonaixho's jaw in her hand. "You are. Do you want to take advantage of that good luck? Make me feel lucky, too?"

A handsome, darig smirk flashed over Yeonaixho's features. "I'd like to see if you taste as good as you feel."

Heat pooled within Jymaiyri as she let Yeonaixho's words wash over her- and through her. Anticipation tingled at her skin. "Mhm. You can have a little taste."

Keeping her hand on Yeonaixho's jaw and holding him still, Jymaiyri slowly lowered her other hand, pulling it beneath the waistband of her panties. She slipped her fore- and middle finger into her cunt and fingered herself. She let out a breathy moan- exageratted slightly, on purpose- and let Yeonaixho rest his free hand on hers, so he would be able to feel exactly what she was doing to herself. Once her fingers were throughly coated in slick, she pulled them back out- unable to resist another shuddering moan as she did so.

"Open up." She coaxed, and Yeonaixho willingly opened up his mouth. Jymaiyri slipped her fingers into his mouth and closed his jaw around them. Almost instantly, Yeonaixho began putting on a show at sucking at Jymaiyri's hand, kissing and suckling at them as she lazily fucked his mouth with her fingers.

Once Jymaiyri's cum had been completely replaced by Yeonaixo's saliva, she pressed down into his throat, which had the intended effect of making him moan around her. He let out a dreamy sigh as she pulled her hand out of his mouth. He licked his hips.

"I was right." Yeonaixho sighed, pressing his head back against Jymaiyri's body. "You do taste amazing. I can't get enough."

"Then by all means." Jymaiyri laid back down on her back, guiding Yeonaixho further down her body. She pulled her legs apart, giving him full access. "I'm all yours."

Yeonaixho let out an almost-giddy, anticipatory humm as he lowered herself onto her, pulling her panties down to her knees. He didn't say anything more- his mouth was soon occupied by far more than talking. With a hand on each of her thighs, he guided himself down onto Jymaiyri's cunt, using his tongue to navigate. He explored her luxuriously, but delicately at first- trailing over the folds of her cunt and circling her clit with the very tip of her tongue.

Jymaiyri entangled her hand in his hair, pushing it away from his face and pushing him further into her. Taking the cue, Yeonaixho gently sucked on her clit, pulling at her with his lips. Jymaiyri gasped, and rolled her head back. "Mhm. Yes." She moaned, and pushed Yeoanixho further.

Encouraged by the praise, Yeonaixho continued- until Jymaiyri had enough of that particular motion, and pushed him lower and deeper inside her. Yeonaixho then darted his tongue inside her, finally parting the folds of her cunt. His high-bridged, tall nose pressed against her clit, forcing her open. Jymaiyri pushed her thighs further open and dug her hands into Yeonaixho's hair, urging him forward. She could feel herself getting wetter and wetter- just as she could feel Yeonaixho drinking her up. He was insatiable.

"Mhm- oh, yes. Yes-" Jymaiyri moaned, pressing Yeonaixho further into her. This what was going to make her cum. She could feel it. Her thighs were shaking, her heart was pounding, and nothing seemed to matter more than this moment. She threw her head back, and moved her hips with Yeonaixho. "Yeonai- oh- yes, yes-"

She held on til she could hold on no longer. Orgasm rolled through her, and she collapsed fully into release- and fully onto the bed, completely spent. She laid her hands over her head and let her back arch, let her legs spasm, and let her cum completely drench Yeonaixho's lower face. "Ahhh… ahh…" She sighed, relaxing into post-coital bliss.

Yeonaixho rose from her, licking his lips again and wiping his mouth with his hand. His hair was a mess- in a beautiful, lovely, wild way. Jymaiyri was in love with this man. "So…" He smiled. "I figure I did well?"

With her words and a little bit of strength regained, Jymaiyri reached for Yeonaixho's hand and pulled him back down into bed. "You treat me too well." She smiled.

"On the contrary…" he smiled, "I think I treat you just as well as you deserve."

There was nothing Jymaiyri wanted to hear more.