I met Erick through a mutual friend at a party. He’s married, so I initially thought we’d just be friendly acquaintances, but he was so charming and easygoing that we naturally started spending time together. It wasn’t long before we found ourselves hanging out more often than I ever expected, sharing stories and having those deep, late night talks that make you feel closer.

One night, we ended up at this little bar on the edge of town dim lights, soft jazz, and the kind of atmosphere that just draws you in. We talked, laughed, and shared secrets over a few too many drinks. I couldn’t shake the way he looked at me with those intense blue eyes, and before I knew it, we were in a cab heading back to my place. It felt spontaneous, but there was this underlying tension that had been building between us, and it all just came together in that moment.

As we walked up the stairs to my apartment, the passion between us was palpable. Erick pulled me close, and we kissed. It was a slow, deep kiss that sent shivers down my spine. I could feel his erection through his pants, and it only fueled my desire. We stumbled into my bedroom, and without breaking the kiss, he laid me down on the bed.

He started to kiss my neck, sending chills down my body. His hands roamed my skin, exploring every curve and crevice. I moaned softly, urging him on. He unzipped my dress, and it fell to the floor. He looked at me, and I could see the hunger in his eyes. He was hidden deep beneath his charming persona, and in that moment, I wanted to uncover it.

He left a trail of kisses from my neck to my chest, my belly button, and eventually my pussy. I was dripping wet, and he knew it. He looked up at me, his eyes locked on mine, and whispered, "You're so fucking hot." I arched my back, directing his face back to my pussy. He obliged, and his tongue found its way inside me.

I wrapped my legs around his head, pushing his face into me. He sucked and licked, and I cried out in pleasure. I could feel my orgasm building, and Erick could sense it too. He looked up at me again, and without a word, we both knew what was going to happen next.

He stood up, and I watched as he pulled his pants down, revealing his hard cock. He walked back to the bed, and I grabbed it, stroking it. He groaned, and I knew I had him. I positioned myself on my knees, my back arched, and my ass in the air. He pushed himself inside me, and I cried out in pleasure.

We fucked passionately, our cries and moans filling the room. It was intense, raw, and fulfilling!