If you're not comfortable with this genre, skip. Seperate fiction from reality. TAGLISH. All of this are just my IMAGINATIONS
NOTE:
Guys! Huwag nyo na pansinin yung mga maling spelling Ng word at wrong grammar.
AUTHOR:
MaColet muna pala, I forgot na isa palang 'yung MaColet. Ngayon kayo mag request kung anong ship.
Characters:
C-Cleo
M-Madeline
START
Madeline had always prided herself on being composed, the type of woman who could manage a room with a glance and an arched brow. But Cleo had unraveled her. It wasn't just his chiseled jawline or his sly smirk that did her in. It was the way his presence electrified the air, setting her nerves alight and her resolve crumbling.
Tonight, that same energy coursed through her veins as she stood in the doorway of his dimly lit apartment. She hadn't planned to be here, not at this hour, and certainly not with this heavy pulse between her thighs. But Cleo had texted her just one line that ignited her like a spark to dry tinder.
C: Come to me.
M: You sure you can handle me?
His reply had been instant.
C: I'm counting on it.
Now, standing before him, she felt both daring and exposed. His living room was bathed in soft, flickering candlelight, the scent of sandalwood lingering in the air. Cleo leaned casually against the doorframe, his dark eyes roaming over her.
"You came," he murmured, his voice a low hum that made her knees weak.
Madeline stepped inside, letting the door click shut behind her. "You make it sound like I had a choice."
Cleo chuckled, the sound rich and deep. "You always have a choice, Mads. But I think we both know where this was heading."
Before she could respond, he closed the distance between them. His fingers brushed her cheek, tracing a path down to her jawline. She shivered under his touch, every nerve in her body screaming for more.
"You've been driving me insane," Cleo murmured, his lips hovering over hers. "Do you know that?"
Madeline swallowed hard, her breath hitching. "I think it's mutual."
His mouth crashed into hers, cutting off any further reply. The kiss was fierce and consuming, his hands gripping her waist as he pulled her flush against him. Madeline melted into him, her hands tangling in his hair as she surrendered to the moment.
Cleo's lips trailed down her neck, his teeth grazing her sensitive skin. She gasped, her head falling back as he found the pulse point just below her ear.
"Bedroom," she managed to whisper, her voice breathless.
He didn't need to be told twice. Scooping her up into his arms, Cleo carried her through the apartment, kicking the door shut behind them. He set her down on the edge of the bed, his gaze smoldering as he knelt before her.
"You're stunning", he said, his hands sliding up her thighs. "I don't think I'll ever get enough of you."
Madeline felt her cheeks flush, but any shyness melted away as Cleo pushed her dress up, exposing the lacy black lingerie she'd chosen with him in mind. His growl of approval sent a rush of heat through her.
"Perfect," he murmured, his fingers hooking under the waistband of her panties. But these have to go. He said.
She lifted her hips to help him, her pulse racing as he slid them down her legs. Cleo's eyes darkened as he took her in, his hands gripping her thighs to spread them apart.
"You're beautiful, Mads," he said, his voice rough with desire.
And then he kissed her there, his tongue exploring her with a skill that left her trembling. Madeline cried out, her fingers clutching the sheets as he brought her to the edge and pushed her over.
"Ngh..!" Madeline moaned.
But he didn't stop. As her body shuddered in the aftermath of her climax, Cleo's lips never left her, his tongue drawing her back to the edge again. Madeline writhed beneath him, her moans growing louder as he pushed her to a second release.
When he finally pulled back, his lips glistening, his eyes were full of hunger.
"I could taste you all night," he said, his voice gravelly. "But I need more."
He stood and stripped off his shirt, his toned chest and abs illuminated by the warm light of the candles. Madeline sat up, her hands reaching for his belt.
"Let me," she said, her voice husky.
Cleo smirked but didn't stop her. She unbuckled his belt, her fingers brushing against his hard length as she slid it free. His sharp intake of breath sent a thrill through her.
Once his jeans were discarded, she took him in her hand, stroking him slowly. Cleo groaned, his head falling back as she teased him, her thumb circling the tip.
"You're going to drive me insane," he muttered, his voice strained.
"That's the plan," Madeline said with a sly smile.
She leaned forward, taking his dick into her mouth, sucking it. Cleo's hands tangled in her hair, his grip tightening as she worked him with her lips and tongue. His groans grew louder, his hips bucking slightly as he lost control.
C: Ahh Fuckk!
"Madeline!" he growled, pulling her back. "I need to be inside you." said Cleo.
He pushed her back onto the bed, his lips crashing into hers as he positioned himself between her thighs. The first thrust stole her breath, her body arching as he filled her completely.
M: ughh!!
Cleo set a relentless pace, his movements deep and commanding. Madeline clung to him, her nails digging into his back as she matched his rhythm.
"You feel so fucking good," she gasped, her voice breaking.
"You're mine," Cleo growled, his lips finding her neck.
Madeline's world narrowed to the feel of him, the way their bodies moved together like they were made for this. She could feel another climax building, her body tightening as she neared the edge.
M: I'm going to cum! Faster!
Cleo thrust faster and deeper.
"Let go for me," Cleo murmured, his voice soft but insistent.
With a cry, Madeline shattered, her body trembling as waves of pleasure washed over her.
M:NGHH!!
Cleo followed moments later, his groan low and guttural as he found his release.
They collapsed together, their bodies tangled and slick with sweat.
C: more?
"No, you are dangerous," she murmured, a lazy smile tugging at her lips.
Cleo chuckled, his fingers tracing circles on her back. "Only for you."
Cleo pulled her into his arms, pressing a kiss to her forehead.
END
AUTHOR:
MaColet muna pala, I forgot na isa palang 'yung MaColet. Ngayon kayo mag request kung anong ship.
Mag add din kayo scenario.
DON'T FORGET TO VOTE.
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