I want to keep going ( R18)

Ren's eyes were dark, her pupils dilated, and her face flushed, lips swollen. But that determination that I'd seen in her earlier was back, and it made my pulse pound.

"You're mine."

The words were barely a whisper, but they sent shivers down my spine. And then she pulled back a bit more, leaving me breathless and wanting, wanting so badly it hurt. I couldn't speak, couldn't think, couldn't do anything but stare.

"You have to tell me if you want to stop," Ren said, her voice low and husky. She held my gaze, and there was something in her expression that made me shiver.

I swallowed hard. "I want to keep going."

The corner of her mouth quirked up just a bit, and then she leaned in again, capturing my lips. Her mouth was warm, her breath sweet and full of the taste of the fruit.

She kissed me slowly, letting her teeth brush against my lips before flicking her tongue against mine. The feeling was electrifying, and I couldn't help myself as I pressed back against her.

The kiss deepened, our mouths opening to each other. My pulse pounded as her tongue slid against mine, heat rushing through my entire body.

It wasn't long before I wanted more. More of this feeling, this rush of energy that had me aching.

But when I tried to push closer, Ren's hands found my shoulders, keeping me in place. Then she pulled back slightly, our lips parting with a soft sound. I breathed heavily, my eyes searching hers.

Her gaze was dark, her cheeks flushed, but her hand brushed my cheek gently.

"Patience," she murmured. "I'll get to you soon enough."

Then her mouth was on mine again. This time, it wasn't so gentle, and her tongue slipped into my mouth, seeking out my own. We kissed like that for a while, our bodies pressed together, the fire crackling in the background.

I thought I would die if Ren didn't touch me, didn't move faster.

I wanted her to touch me. I wanted it so badly it hurt.

Ren kissed me for what felt like ages, her tongue stroking mine with a slow, deliberate slowness. It felt like she was savoring every moment, and my body felt like it would melt if she didn't do something soon.

She did. She started moving her lips down my neck, her mouth warm, gentle, almost like she was tasting me.

And then her hand found my waist, slipping underneath my tunic to trace the lines of my body. I shivered at the touch, and she broke her mouth from mine with a satisfied sigh.

"Gods, you're so beautiful," she murmured, her voice full of emotion. Her hands were tracing my sides now, slipping under my tunic to peel it off me slowly.

The cool air rushed over my skin, making me shiver, and Ren paused long enough to let me slip off my boots and leggings before she leaned down to kiss me again.

This time, though, her mouth went lower, trailing kisses across my collarbone. It sent shivers down my back and made my entire body clench with the feeling.

The thought of her fingers on me was making my head spin. I wanted her, wanted to feel what it would be like to have her hands on me. But I also didn't want this to end, didn't want the feeling to stop.

But Ren was taking her time. She kept kissing me, her mouth hot and insistent. I could feel a wetness gathering between my legs, and when she finally pulled away, my breathing was coming in ragged gasps.

"You feel so good," she murmured against my mouth, her voice husky. "Do you know that?"

I could only nod, my throat tight and my body trembling. She kissed me again, long and slow, until my eyes were closing with the feeling. Then her fingers moved lower, finding the waistband of my underwear.

She pulled them off me slowly, the fabric moving over my legs like a caress. And then she was sliding a finger between my folds, tracing them with a softness that made me feel like I'd melt.

"You're so wet," she whispered. "Is this for me?"

I nodded again, my head moving jerkily, and Ren's lips curved in a pleased smile. Then her finger slid inside me, filling me slowly but fully.

And gods, it felt so good. I clung to her as she started moving, her fingers sliding in and out of me. She was slow at first, drawing it out, but as I began to move my hips, she matched my rhythm.

The feeling was too much. I felt like I would explode if she didn't stop, but at the same time, I couldn't get enough of it. The heat built inside me, like a flame growing and growing, until I couldn't hold back the moans anymore.

Ren's mouth found mine as she moved her fingers faster inside me. Her tongue stroked mine, matching the rhythm of her hand as she fucked me with her fingers.

It felt so good. The feeling built inside me until I couldn't take it anymore. And when I came, my moan was loud and unrelenting, my body shuddering with the force of my orgasm.

Ren held me through it, her fingers moving slower inside me now as she stroked my sides with her free hand. Her mouth still had hold of mine, drinking in my pleasure like it was hers own.

When I finally subsided back on the blanket, shuddering with aftershocks, Ren's face was flushed. Her eyes were dark and hungry, and I knew that she wasn't done yet.

She pulled her fingers out of me slowly and licked them clean, her eyes never leaving mine. Then she leaned down and kissed me again.

"You taste so good," she said, her voice hoarse. "But I need to taste more of you." She nuzzled my jaw, her teeth grazing my skin lightly, making me tremble again.