The admission was a powerful undertow, and her knees felt liquid beneath her, the intense longing for his kiss already overwhelming. She couldn't form the words to reply; the air was thick with unsaid truth. Her silence made his eyes flicker, and for the first time, he broke their gaze, looking away, down at the floor, the momentary vulnerability palpable.
​That brief lapse was all the opening she needed. She lifted a trembling hand, her fingers finding the tangled, soft mess of his hair near his temple, gently pushing a strand away from his eye. The warmth of her touch, the sheer, unexpected domesticity of the gesture, instantly brought him back. He turned his head sharply, his eyes snapping back to hers, the passion in his gaze now not just longing, but a searing, absolute certainty.
​She didn't wait for permission this time. Feeling the ground shift beneath her and knowing this was the only safe place left, she leaned in, driven by the pure, desperate conviction that she had, indeed, found her home. Her mouth met his again, and the second kiss was heavier, deeper, and completely consuming, a silent vow that plunged them fully into the thrilling, beautiful chaos of their own making. The intensity didn't break; it became a consuming, self-sustaining fire. With her hand still tangled in his hair, she deepened the kiss, her arms winding around his neck, pulling him closer and closer with each deliberate movement of their lips. He met her need with his own, his body responding instantly, his hands moving down her back with an urgent, possessive pressure, forcing their bodies to mold together until every line of heat and muscle was pressed against the cold wall.
​His hands ran back up her arms, a path of fire that led to her own hands locked around his neck. With a strong, deliberate grace, he unhooked her grasp, moving her arms away from his neck and pinning them softly but firmly above her head, using his own warm body to trap her against the concrete. His gaze, now intensely dominant, held hers—a silent demand for surrender that she was more than willing to give.
​Then, his mouth left hers, trailing a searing, possessive line down the curve of her throat. She arched into the wall, her breath catching as his lips claimed her neck, his body still pressing into hers, holding her captive in the intoxicating space of his desire. She yielded completely, the willingness shining in her eyes, giving herself over to the beautiful, absolute power of his need.
​He raised his head, their eyes locking one last time before his mouth found hers again—a barrage of kisses, fast and urgent, before he released her arms. Her hands didn't hesitate, immediately finding his waist, pulling him in even closer, desperate to feel the heat of his skin against hers. They were entirely tangled, two people bound by a shared, reckless spirit, the heat and passion intensifying with every kiss.

Dom responded instantly to the pleasure racing through her. Reciprocating her soft moans with a low, primal sound of his own. His fingers found a new, more intense motion. the rhythmic pressure sending fresh jolts of heat through Jesse. He brought his other hand up, placing it softly but firmly around Jesse's neck. tilting her head back even further against his shoulder to claim her lips in a deep, desperate kiss from behind.
​He held her steady there, a living anchor, while his eyes, intense and possessive, were fiercely locked on hers in the reflection. His gaze fueled the fire, and the motion of his fingers intensified again. He could feel Jesse's body start to tremble, her control dissolving as a cascade of louder, more intense moans were released.

Dom, responded instantly to the pleasure racing through her. Reciprocating her soft moans with a low, primal sound of his own. His fingers found a new, more intense motion. the rhythmic pressure sending fresh jolts of heat through Jesse. He brought his other hand up, placing it softly but firmly around Jesse's neck. tilting her head back even further against his shoulder to claim her lips in a deep, desperate kiss from behind.
​He held her steady there, a living anchor, while his eyes, intense and possessive, were fiercely locked on hers in the reflection. His gaze fueled the fire, and the motion of his fingers intensified again. He could feel Jesse's body start to tremble, her control dissolving as a cascade of louder, more intense moans were released.

Yungblud AI Voice

Yungblud is a musician from northern England. He has ADHD and is funny and kind

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