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It was still dark when Helene stirred. No stars were twinkling as the night continued to drape itself in the entirety of the city when she felt his touch crawling ever so slowly up her thigh. Enver was awake and needy, trailing kisses on her skin as she slowly woke, still half-asleep as she looked down at him. A smile lazily spread across her face as her hand traveled down to grip his hair lightly.

“You did hold onto what I said before we sleep…” She hummed, biting her lip as she watched him slowly lick on her thigh, trailing freckle after freckle with a smug look on his face. 

He groaned quietly, his mouth pressing kisses and drawing tiny circles with his tongue as he shifted to move up her skin. “Oh, definitely. It’s not my fault I can't get enough of you, Helene…” He mumbled quietly, kissing her other thigh so close to where she wanted him.

“With you sprawled naked next to me, looking so delectable as ever, I am only a starving man,” He added, whispering in her skin, a tingle coursing through her body.

She watched him with a smile, sighing from pleasure as he neared her entrance. The thought of his tongue already made her aroused, needy for the sensation of his careful and expert machinations that always left her in a state of ecstasy. As he rested his head on her thigh, humming to himself as he built her anticipation, he flashed a wicked smile up at her before finally letting his tongue land in her center. 

She gasped softly, her body jolting in surprise and relief as he started flicking and licking her with urgency. She gently squirmed, her legs sliding across the silky sheets as she started to relax, almost surrendering to him. 

He held his gaze up at her, hunger and desire devouring him as he did her cunt, moaning quietly as his mouth worked, lapping her folds, nipping her skin. He could hear her quiet moans, a stifle leaving her lips as he slowly slid a finger inside her while still licking her with his tongue with renewed rigor. 

Helene gasped, biting her lip as she watched him. She easily found his hair once more to grip, slowly losing herself from the sensation as he quickened both his tongue and finger. She mewled and squirmed, pleasure crawling across her skin, devouring her entire being as he lapped her with intensity. She felt her release start to build. She let out another gasp, finally surrendering to ecstasy as her head lulled, eyes rolling on the back of her head.

He backed up for a while, making her whine in protest as he halted his worship. Enver looked down on her, his body burning with desire as he stroked himself to his full length. She was eagerly watching him, mouth slightly opened and eyes half-lidded as she stared back up at him. 

“I want you…” He mumbled quite, a soft growl in his voice.

“Enver…”

He groaned softly as she moaned, drowning in her voice and prompting him to dive in. A desperate battle of tongues and lips against one another. His hands immediately found her thighs, parting them with ease as he settled between them. As he loomed over her, a hungry look on his face, his hands gently slid under her thighs as he held her in place. Slowly, he lifted it up, his head dipping to her neck, nipping on her skin.

He wasted no time to tease, his desire taking over him as he finally entered her. His head spun from the sensation of her around him, welcoming and needy as his entire length settled in. His moans match her desperate mewling, his hands slowly running over her body. Hands trailing back over her thighs, moving up her hips to her waist, snaking up her chin as he gently lifted them to meet his gaze, a smirk etched across his face.

Helene could only respond in stifled sighs and hushed gasps as he moved in and out, his pace slightly increasing as he coaxed sweet sounds from her. She found herself tangling his fingers across his hair, tugging it gently as she took him in, all of him and no less.

“That’s it, you’re taking me so well..” He mumbled quietly, thumb gently rubbing her jaw as his other hand pressed down one of her legs, holding her open for him still. He rocked steadily, hips meeting hers in earnest as he drowned in her sounds.

She gasped loudly, bucking her body forward to take him in, greedy for the sensation, craving that blinding feeling of him, deeply reaching her sweetest spot. He moaned quietly into her neck, biting her skin and soothing it with a kiss as his hand moved up to take her breast gently. He held it firm, his fingers flicking her nipple as it hardened in his touch.

He groaned loudly as she cried out, mumbling praises onto her skin as he moved in deeper and desperately to see her undone underneath him. Enver watched as her eyes rolled back, her head lulling to the side as she started to let pleasure take her over. His hand was quick to travel back to her jaw, holding it firm to look up at him.

“Look at me…” Enver whispered, only to be met with her quivering lips, eyes watering from pleasure as she met his gaze. He grinned at the sight of her, shifting at an angle to reach inside her deeper. Gods, he thought, he could drown in her forever. To be buried inside her, listening to her moans, his name leaving her lips, was already heaven in this realm.

Helene let out another cry, feeling him successfully hitting her sweet spot nestled inside. He had gotten her where he wanted her. He held her in place, thrusting on the same area as he craved to hear her mewling. She gasped loudly, holding his face close to hers, eyes meeting his with the same passion and desire.

“I want to hear you…” He mumbled quietly, another groan escaping him as he felt her legs wrapped around his waist. “Let me hear those sweet sounds from you…”

“I’m close…” She whispered with trembling voice, her breathing getting heavier by the minute.

His paces stayed steady, almost relentless, continuing to hit her sweet spot, making her moan so prettily for him. “You’ll moan loudly for me when you come, won’t you?”

“Yes…”

He chuckled softly. “It's really a delight that only I can make you so broken, so perfectly wrecked underneath me," 

She gritted her teeth as she felt herself clenched against him, her release threatening to spill around him at the height of his own chase for his orgasm. 

And with a few more thrusts, she squirmed underneath him as she finally reached her peak, crashing violently as she whined at the sudden burst, breathing heavily as her orgasm washed over her.

Enver groaned loudly, his thrust getting faster and less coordinated as he craved his own release, sloppy from her spill.

“Keep taking me this well, Helene…” He whispered, his breathing heavy as her panting, pushing further for his own finish. A few more thrusts and he began to feel the knot in his stomach tighten, his orgasm nearing. He groaned loudly as he asked.

“Where do you want me?”

“Inside… I need to feel you inside me…”

“I’m going to fill you, you’d like that?”

She nodded in return, still riding her release as he chased his. Helene felt him grab her jaw again, his grip firm as he met her eyes, desperation flashing as he mumbled again.

“Beg, my dear, please…” 

“Enver… Come for me…”

His head spun, finally meeting his limit as he spilled deep, stilling his hips as he emptied himself inside her cunt. He moaned harshly against her neck. He held on tight to her as he finished, making sure he filled her to the brim before he backed up, stroking her cheek as she looked so heavenly undone underneath him; how her hair sprawled across the mattress and her cheeks flushed red from exhaustion and pleasure.

He pulled out softly, laying beside her as his fingers reached out to her cunt, dipping inside to feel their combined mess. Another soft moan escaped her lips. “Gods, what a mess…” He smirked, sighing as he felt their spill, soaking his long, delicate fingers.

“You love it…” She huffed her reply, smiling softly as she finally came down from her high.

“I do... Knowing I was the reason you’re so undone,” He whispered quietly as he leaned forward to her ear. He couldn’t help but smile, his lips once again meeting her skin as he showered her with kisses until she drifted back to sleep, exhausted and spent, and most importantly, snuggled up next to him, her body perfectly fitting with his. 

In the quiet of the night, their breathing filled the room. Sighs of pleasure and contentment lulled them back to sleep as they rested in each other arms. Another one of their rendezvous, only they know and theirs to keep.