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The kiss heated up instantly. Miria slid her lips down his sweat-stained neck, whispering between each kiss, "I love you… So much… So much…"
Asher groaned, his hands moving down to her hips, then grabbing her round ass with both hands. Miria moaned against his skin, a low, animal sound. He kneaded, kneading, his fingers sinking into the soft flesh. Under the shirt, nothing. Absolutely nothing.
He stopped, raised his head. His gaze turned black. Deep, almost threatening voice: "Why didn't you put anything underneath? »
Miria held his gaze, a glint of challenge in her eyes, her voice honeyed: "I forgot… on purpose. »
Asher arched an eyebrow, a predatory smile on his lips. "Forgotten, huh? Alright. »
In one smooth motion, he lifted it and placed it on the cold marble counter. Miria jumped, a little cry escaping her. He spread her thighs with an authoritarian gesture, placing himself between them.
"You will pay for this little provocation, my dear. »
He unbuttoned the shirt sharply, exposing her bare breasts. The already hard nipples pointed towards him. He captured one in his mouth, nibbling hard. Miria cried: "Ah! Asher! »
His hands moved up her thighs, finding her soaked sex. Two fingers plunged into her without preamble. She arched her back violently: "Oh fuck… yes… deeper!" »
He sped up, his thumb rubbing her swollen clit in unforgiving circles. Miria panted, her nails digging into her shoulders. "Asher…I'm going…I'm going to cum…"
"Not yet." » He withdrew his fingers roughly. She groaned in frustration.
He undid his belt with an angry gesture, releasing his hard, veined, throbbing cock. He teased her at the entrance, rubbing his glans against her wet lips.
"Beg me. »
Miria, her eyes shining with tears of desire: "Please… fuck me… hard… punish me…"
Asher plunged into her with a powerful thrust, up to the hilt. Miria screamed: "Yessssssssssss! Asher! »
He set a wild pace, his hips slamming against hers, the counter shaking under the assault. Each thrust made her bounce, her breasts jiggling. He grabbed her hair, pulled her head back to expose her neck, which he bit savagely.
"That's your punishment… to feel how much you belong to me." »
Miria sobbed with pleasure: "Harder… pound me… I'm yours… ahhh!" »
Her walls contracted around him, violent spasms. He slipped a hand between them, pinching her clit. She exploded: "Asher! I'm cumming! Fuck, I'm cumming on your cock! »
Her cries echoed in the kitchen, hoarse, broken. Asher sped up again, growling like an animal, "Me too… damn… Miria…"
He emptied himself into her with a primal roar, muscles flexing, filling her completely. They remained united, panting, trembling. Sweat beaded on their bodies, their hearts beat in unison.
Miria whispered against his shoulder, her voice breaking: "I love you… even when you punish me. »
Asher kissed her gently on the forehead, still buried inside her. "And I love you… especially when you drive me crazy. »