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Before Theo could continue his delicious torment, Yeonha acted. With a quick and surprising movement, driven by the pure need to regain some control, she turned in his arms. Without saying a word, she pressed herself against his lips, silencing him with a deep and desperate kiss.
It was not a kiss of submission, but of demand. Her tongue invaded his mouth, claiming that space with an audacity that took him by surprise. Her hands, which had been resting on the wall for balance, rose and clung to his broad shoulders, her nails digging lightly into his skin, a sign of her intensity.
Theo was taken aback for a moment, but a smile formed against her lips. He loved that side of her. The woman who never surrendered completely, who always fought, even at the height of passion. The heiress who negotiated and competed in all arenas, including that one.
He responded to the kiss with equal intensity, wrapping one arm around her waist to pull her even closer, eliminating any space between them. His other hand slid back down her back, landing on her plump buttock and squeezing hard, eliciting a muffled moan from her against his mouth.
The kiss became a wild battle, a wordless conversation where both expressed the overwhelming desire that grew with every passing second. When they finally separated, panting, their faces were inches apart.
Yeonha's eyes, now dark and stormy like a thunderous night, met his.
She opened her mouth to speak, but stopped. A slow, mischievous smile curved her lips, the glint of defiance returning to her gaze.
"Heh! You seem more eager than I am."
Her eyes narrowing into crescent moons, Yeonha looked down after feeling something hard and throbbing touch her belly. And there, she found her boyfriend's shaft, fully erect, throbbing against her, living, undeniable proof of how much he was holding back.
Theo followed her gaze and then looked back at her, without a trace of embarrassment. Instead, an equally predatory smile appeared on his face.
"And whose fault do you think that is?"
As he spoke, he raised his hand and began to slowly circle the pink, hardened tip of her nipple with his finger. Yeonha's skin instantly prickled, and a small sigh escaped her lips. The touch was light, but laden with an intention that made her tremble.
Still wearing a mischievous smile on her lips, Yeonha decided she wouldn't be the only one tortured. Her eyes never left his as her hand groped his abdominal muscles and then slowly, deliberately began to descend, heightening his anticipation.
Her hand finally found that pulsating rod of flesh. The moment her fingers closed around his large, hot length, it was Theo's turn to gasp sharply. The smile on his face faltered, replaced by an expression of pure desire. Yeonha squeezed gently, feeling him throb in her hand, a victorious smile on her face.
"I think we're both to blame."
After kissing him once more, a kiss that sealed her momentary victory, she released his member and stepped away. Theo watched, full of expectation, as she bent down, kneeling on the wet tile floor, not caring in the least about the cold or the discomfort.
She looked up at him, her dark amethyst eyes full of a fiery devotion that hit him hard.
"Spit!"
She spat directly onto the erect shaft of flesh in front of her, the wet sound echoing in the silence of the bathroom. The saliva served as a makeshift lubricant and an act of pure provocation, a declaration that she was in charge of this moment.
Theo inhaled sharply, his body tense with anticipation. The sight of her, kneeling before him, submissive in posture but dominant in action, was overwhelming.
But she did not take him in her mouth. Instead, Yeonha rose slightly, just enough to position his member. With a mischievous smile, she pressed it firmly between her breasts, using her hands to bring them together and creating a tight, warm fit in a Spanish style.
"Wow!"
A groan of pure pleasure escaped Theo's lips. The sensation was incredible, a smooth and slippery friction that was completely different but equally maddening.
Yeonha began to move up and down, the rhythm slow and teasing at first. She watched his face, her eyes half-closed, reveling in the expression of pleasure that took over his features.
And then, to complete the delicious torment, she leaned forward. While continuing the rhythmic movement with her breasts, she began to use her mouth, her skilled tongue circling and sucking the sensitive tip of his shaft. The combination was devastating.
"Uh!"
A guttural, inarticulate sound was wrung from Theo. He grabbed her hair, not to stop her, but to steady himself, to anchor himself amid the storm of sensations she had unleashed. The dual stimulation, the soft pressure and sliding of her breasts, combined with the moist heat and vacuum of her mouth, was almost too much to bear.
His already tenuous self-control shattered completely.
Seeing that she had achieved what she wanted, breaking his composure and pushing him to the edge of sanity, Yeonha decided it was time to end the game. She stopped using her breasts and, with an abrupt, willful movement, she leaned forward and swallowed Theo's shaft completely.
The movement was so deep that she found herself gasping for air, causing a strong urge to gag, but she held her ground. With fierce determination, she began to move up and down more quickly, even though the effort caused involuntary tears to well up in the corners of her eyes.
Theo felt the change, the sensation shifting from teasing pleasure to an incredibly deep and overwhelming tightness.
"Yeonha.... Ah! Like that."
After almost thirty seconds of uninterrupted movement, Theo, unable to hold back any longer, released a large amount of semen into her, his member contracting violently. The hot, thick torrent surprised her slightly with its force and volume, causing her to stop for a moment.
But none of that was something she didn't want. Even with her mouth busy and his climax already underway, she didn't forget to warn him, her voice muffled but clear in her intention.
"Release... everything inside me... I want every drop of you."
After all, if she had started the job, it was her duty to do it right.
"Ah! Good girl..."
When the last spasm left him, Yeonha continued for another second before finally pulling away, panting, her chin and lips glistening. She swallowed, a final gesture of devotion, before looking up at him with eyes still misty, but with a triumphant and satisfied smile on her lips.
"Ehehe! I won this... Uh!?"
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