Lingerie

There is something particular in Kagome when she uses these clothes, as if her attitude changed, I don't want to imply that, normally, she isn't effusive, loving and sensual, and that she doesn't make me go crazy about exploring her not just with my gaze. However, when Kagome sheaths herself in those pieces of lingerie, my inner demon gets all hot and bothered and I can only think about removing that so called clothes with my teeth and delight myself in licking the most shameful zones of her body: every single one of them.

Right now, I feel her agitated beneath my body, her mouth against the futon, as I trace her backline with kisses and leave bite marks on her sides. Her skin is so thin I must use the whole force of my self-control not to hurt her, and in such an act of measure my sex shakes and hardens even more than it already is, barely waiting to slip inside her.

Soon. I think, trying to calm my instinct and enjoy her agonic moans a bit more, as my knuckles caress the moist entrance between her legs.

"Oh, Kagome". I whisper and hiss right near her ear in the exact moment in which I shake with desire.

I press my erection against her buttocks, slightly risen, waiting for my touch. I love when she surrenders in that demanding way and allows me to do some things to her which I only imagine in my most heated moments, not without making it clear I do them because she yearns for them. I feel how her body starts to seek to be closer to me, and my erection, suddenly, falls cradled in between the shape of her rear. I bite my lower lip, in an act of lust. I hope to calm my desire, I swear I try, but I fail, and in that failure, I find solace as I grip my erection and guide it towards the soft crevice between her buttocks. The scent of her sex has become even more intense, and I heard her release a groan which edges on the intent of a moan, an instant after removing her intimate clothes.

Now we are skin against skin.

I hold my breath when I see her direct a hand backwards, and take hold of my sex to further brush it, up and down, against her moist entrance, in a clear demand. I move my hips and press the end against her, albeit I know the zone I chose to show her my state, won't open, yet the result is exactly what I sought: for her to know how hard she has me.

"I'm going." I warn her, Kagome takes back her hand and places it against the wall, knowing she'll need that support.

With that warning I take my erection, and I slip it a couple of times against the folds of her sex, to moisten it, then I open my way inside her, to push myself deeper and strung up when the feeling og how my skin burns, blinds my senses.

Kuso.

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Kisses

Anyara

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