Bound by Desire(R-18)

He smirked and dragged his finger over her underwear, his touch deliberate. Seraphina gasped, squeezing her legs together instinctively, but he effortlessly pried them apart with his strong hands.

"This is gonna be a long night," he muttered under his breath, his eyes fixed on her.

A few teasing strokes later, the fabric was damp, betraying her body's response. He didn't even need to work too hard to get her going; her reactions were so sensitive, it was almost too easy.

"You're so responsive, it's kind of hot," he said with a chuckle, slipping his hand inside her underwear. As his fingers found her clit, her soft whimpers grew louder, the friction making her hips twitch.

"At this rate, you'll soak the floor with just one finger," he laughed, clearly amused.

"Stop it!" Seraphina stammered, her face flushed red with embarrassment.

Her reaction only fueled him further. Seeing her, trembling and vulnerable, like a ripe fruit, made his thirst even more unbearable.

"Stop? Oh, I don't think we're anywhere near done," he said with a mischievous grin.

He leaned in, nibbling on her soft lips while slipping a finger inside her. Her voice cracked, but he silenced her with another kiss, deep and rough, while his finger worked its way deeper.

She was wet enough for his finger to slide in easily, but her tightness made it almost impossible to move. He couldn't imagine how he'd fit anything more than that inside her.

Breaking the kiss for a moment, he whispered, "Just relax."

"I… I'm so hot… I don't know what to do," Seraphina murmured, clearly overwhelmed.

"Just relax, lean into me," he said, his voice low and soothing.

She leaned her petite frame against him, her head resting against his broad chest. It didn't make it much easier, but with her body now pressed against his, his finger moved deeper inside her, making her squirm.

"Ah!" A soft cry escaped her lips as she felt a mix of pleasure and discomfort.

His finger explored her, sending sparks through her body. She clung to him, her hips moving involuntarily, and she could feel the wetness pooling around his hand. Her knees started to give out, but he held her steady, one hand gripping her waist, while the other continued its relentless work.

Their quiet moans mixed in the air, his low and rough, hers soft and breathy. Each exhale from her lips only seemed to heighten his desire.

"I'm… it's too hot," Seraphina mumbled, her words jumbled from the overwhelming sensations.

"Too hot? Why's that?" he asked, his tone playful.

"That… I don't know..." she trailed off, clearly embarrassed.

He pushed his finger deeper, a knowing smirk on his face. "You seem to like it, don't you?" he teased.

"No!" she quickly shook her head, but her body betrayed her, responding eagerly to his touch. Her insides tightened around his finger, and she couldn't hold back the soft moan that escaped her.

Her whole world seemed to narrow down to the spot where his finger moved, and despite her protests, her body was desperate for more. His finger kept rubbing insistently, sending shockwaves through her.

Seraphina gasped, her toes curling as a wave of pleasure crashed over her, so intense it left her breathless. Her body trembled in his arms, and he stroked her hair gently, waiting for her to come down from the high. Once her breathing steadied, he lifted her slightly, setting her back down with ease.

Before she could gather her thoughts, he undid his belt, pulling himself out. Seraphina's eyes widened as she saw him for the first time, her breath catching in her throat. It was bigger than anything she had imagined, and the sight of it was enough to make her heart race in fear and anticipation. Even in the dim light, the slick glint at the tip was unmistakable.

"I didn't expect you to stare so much," he said with a teasing grin. "Didn't know you were that eager."

"Oh no!" Seraphina quickly turned her head away, her cheeks burning with embarrassment.