Eren's eyes met Yuki's. Her words, a clear command despite their soft delivery, lit a fire in him. He saw the raw, insatiable hunger in her gaze, a hunger that pulled him closer. His dick, thick and hard, throbbed with renewed life. He knew what she wanted, what they both desperately craved.
He moved over her, his body hot and heavy, a stark contrast to the cool marble beneath them. He slowly lowered himself, positioning his hard dick against her wet opening. Her pussy, still glistening from her last climax, was wide and beckoning. He breathed in her scent—a primal mix of sweat, arousal, and her unique essence—that filled his senses.
He pushed slowly, allowing the very tip of his dick to find her soft, slick folds. He felt her stretch around him, warm and welcoming.
"Mmm," Yuki moaned, a low, drawn-out sound that vibrated through his chest. Her hips lifted slightly, a subtle invitation, urging him deeper.
