Soon, Tom was on top of her, his kisses deepening, fervent and possessive, his tongue teasing hers in a dance that drew throaty moans from her throat.
His hands moved between them, kneading her full breasts through the silk robe, loving the way her body writhed slightly beneath him, her moans vibrating against his lips. Her nipples hardened under his touch, the fabric a thin barrier that only heightened the sensation, her confident responses fueling his ego.
He pulled back, his smirk triumphant as he hovered above her, his dark eyes raking over her flushed face and parted lips. "Hope you're not crumbling already, Julia," he teased, his voice thick with cocky satisfaction, his hands still cupping her breasts, thumbs brushing the silk-covered peaks. "This is just the preamble, lady. I haven't even started yet."
Julia rolled her eyes back affectionately, a warm laugh bubbling up as she fixed him with a playful glare, her green hair splayed across the sheets like a neon crown.
Tom's chuckle was low, arrogant, as he resumed kissing her, his lips trailing from her mouth to her jaw, then down to her neck, slow and deliberate. He sucked lightly at her pulse, the faint tang of her skin mixing with her perfume, making his head spin. His kisses lingered at her collarbone, teasing the sensitive skin with gentle nips, drawing a soft moan that sent a thrill through him. Her body arched slightly, betraying her growing desire.
He moved to her ear, kissing the delicate shell before whispering a string of naughty promises, his voice a low, wicked growl. "I'm gonna make you scream my name, Julia… gonna have you begging for more…" He gave her earlobe a quick lick, the sudden sensation making her jerk beneath him, a surprised moan escaping her lips, warm and laced with pleasure.
Her hands gripped his shoulders, her nails digging in, a silent demand for more.
Tom pulled back, his smirk triumphant as he gazed down at her, He reached for the belt of her silk robe, his fingers deftly untying the knot, pulling the fabric to the sides with a slow, deliberate motion.
The robe fell open, revealing her beautiful body, her full, round breasts, still perky for her age, with pink, perfect nipples that stood proud in the cool air. She wasn't wearing a bra, just a lacy black panty that hugged her hips, the contrast against her tanned skin making his breath catch.
He leaned down, his kisses deliberate and slow, worshiping her left breast first, his tongue circling the pink nipple before taking it into his mouth. Julia's moan was loud, a throaty sound that echoed through the room, her fingers sliding into his purple hair, cradling his head with a possessive grip.
Her nails scraped his scalp, tugging gently as she arched into him, her body responding with a heat that made his pulse race.
He lavished attention on her nipple, sucking gently at first, then harder, his teeth grazing the sensitive peak just enough to make her gasp. His hand cupped her other breast, kneading the soft flesh, his thumb brushing the nipple in slow, teasing circles.
Julia's moans grew louder, a symphony of need that filled the space, her body writhing slightly beneath him. "Tom…" she breathed, her voice thick with desire, her fingers tightening in his hair, pulling him closer as if she couldn't get enough.
He switched to her right breast, his lips closing around the nipple, sucking with a deliberate rhythm, his tongue flicking against the hardened peak. Her loud moan vibrated through him, her hands squeezing his hair harder, the purple strands slipping through her fingers as she held him in place.
Minutes passed, Tom lost in the act of worshiping her breasts, his hands and mouth working in tandem, fondling and sucking, drawing out every moan and shudder. He kneaded her breasts, his fingers sinking into the soft curves, loving the way they filled his hands, the weight of them fueling his ego.
Julia's breaths were heavy, her moans a constant stream, each one louder than the last, her body trembling under his ministrations. He pulled back finally, panting slightly, his lips glistening, his smirk triumphant as he looked down at her.
Julia's eyes were barely open, her lids heavy, the whites showing as her head tilted back, her chest heaving with ragged breaths. Her green hair was a wild halo against the sheets, her skin flushed a deep pink that made his smirk widen.
Tom's heightened senses caught the musky tang of her arousal, a heady wave that filled the space between them, making his head spin with want. He leaned down, his lips brushing her navel, kissing the soft skin with a slow, deliberate tenderness that made her moan again, softer this time, but no less needy.
His fingers hooked into the waistband of her lacy black panties, tugging them down inch by inch, revealing the clean, trimmed bush shaped into a small, inverted triangle. The sight was striking, neat and deliberate, and Tom's curiosity piqued, his smirk turning playful as he paused, one eyebrow raised.
"Interesting choice," he said, his voice a low, teasing drawl, his fingers hovering over the trimmed patch, not quite touching. "What's the story behind this triangle? Got a secret code I need to crack?"
Julia's laugh was breathy, her eyes fluttering open just enough to meet his, her voice warm and languid. "Just felt like it," she said, her tone teasing, a hint of mischief in her gaze. "It Could be any shape, depends on my mood when I'm shaving. Today, it's a triangle. Maybe next time it's a heart." She propped herself up slightly, her lips curving in a smile that matched his playfulness, her breath still uneven from his earlier attentions.
Tom nodded, his smirk deepening as he tugged her panties down completely, letting them slide off her legs to pool on the floor. Her pussy was revealed, shiny and glistening with moisture, the lips pink and puffy, practically begging for his touch.
The sight made his pulse kick up a notch, his dick straining against his jeans as he took in the raw need etched in every inch of her.
He ran a finger along the edge of her pussy, slow and teasing, tracing the slick lips without dipping inside, his touch light enough to drive her wild.