Chapter 50: Tight[R18+][Bonus]
Mikey’s hands traced lower.
His palms moved slowly, reverently, tracing the intoxicating curves of her body—sliding past the soft swell of her breasts, down her trembling stomach, until they reached the heat of her soaked, aching core. The moment his fingers grazed her dripping folds, her breath hitched, deepened, turning ragged with raw, erotic need.
Then, with a slow, deliberate motion, he eased a finger into her slick, pulsing heat—and sweet didn’t even begin to cover it. She was unbearably tight, so tight that for a moment he struggled to slip in, her walls gripping him like a vice. But once he pushed past that initial resistance, he was welcomed into a world of molten silk, her inner walls warm, velvety, and dripping wet—utterly intoxicating.
He watched intently as his fingers sank deeper into her, gliding through the slick, molten folds of her body with each slow, deliberate thrust. His middle finger moved in a steady rhythm, exploring her depths, coaxing soft, breathy moans from her lips. With every stroke, her breathing grew heavier, her chest rising and falling as her body pressed closer to his. Her cheeks flushed a deeper shade of pink, her eyes fluttering as she clung to him, overwhelmed by the sensations flooding her.
And then, finally, as his finger sank fully inside her, she released a sound—soft, breathy, and raw. It slipped from her lips like a secret long held, trembling with need, as though her body had been holding it in, waiting for that exact moment of surrender. The sound curled in the air between them, delicate yet charged, making his chest tighten with want.
"ohhh...myyy..."
She pressed herself into him, her body melting against his as her head nestled into the crook of his neck, like she was drawn to the heat of him, unable to stay away. He held her tighter, possessive, grounding her there, and she clung to him just as fiercely. Her breasts pressed flush against his chest, the soft weight of them molding into his muscles—plush, yielding, impossibly tender. Every subtle shift made her chest press deeper into him, and the sensation was maddeningly perfect—warm, supple, and sinfully inviting.
’Oh my....she feels so fucking good! And I’m not even in yet.’ Mikey pondered inwardly as gradually, he began to heighten his thrust of his finger into her pussy.
Jaime’s reaction was loud at first, but she didn’t falter. She only took a short step back, her mouth agaped as her gaze flicker down to her dripping pussy- which was currently being plundered by Mikey’s finger.
"Ohh...yes!...yess!! Fast- Fucking yes!"
Her rants only aroused Mikey the more, causing his hardened dick to pulsate the more.