Summertime Loving

Travis smiled, sensing her eagerness, and effortlessly lifted her, turning to place her gently on the counter so she wouldn't tire from standing on her toes. Settling her there, he moved closer, their faces inches apart. Yumi reached up, cupping his face, her fingers tracing the faint stubble along his jaw.

Her gaze remained locked onto his, captivated by the intensity in his eyes that seemed to draw her in, sparking a deeper hunger she couldn't resist.

As he leaned in, their lips met in a kiss that sent a jolt through her entire body. Yumi trembled as his mouth pressed against hers, feeling an instant connection, an addiction that took hold of her without warning.

Her eyes drifted shut as she surrendered to the warmth of his lips, allowing herself to sink fully into the kiss.

Their mouths parted, and a deeper, passionate kiss followed, filled with a raw intensity that left her breathless. Their tongues met, each movement like a thrilling clash, a dance fueled by mutual desire. Every brush, every flick sent shivers down her spine, each wave of sensation rolling through her, igniting her from within.

She felt herself melting, her whole body ablaze with lust and pleasure as his tongue moved against hers, sending pulses of ecstasy straight to her core.

'I've never felt this good from a kiss before,' she thought, her mind reeling as she tightened her hold on his face, pulling him even closer.

She wanted to capture every moment, every feeling, and every heartbeat as she lost herself in his embrace, her senses overwhelmed by the pure bliss of being in his arms.

Travis smirked inwardly, aware of the almost magnetic effect he seemed to have on women, as if something about him stirred an irresistible desire in them. He wanted to test just how far this pull could go.

Abruptly, he broke their kiss, leaving Yumi stunned as she opened her eyes in surprise. With a deliberate, heated gaze, he lifted her shirt, his hands spreading her legs apart.

She didn't resist, her breath hitching with anticipation as he pulled down her pajama pants, revealing her bare, inviting heat.

He smiled at the sight of her wetness glistening in the dim light, and gently guided her to lift her legs, placing them on the counter as he spread her open.

His fingers traced along her thighs, leaving a trail of warmth before he reached for a sanitizing wipe, methodically cleaning his hands. Only then did he reach out, his touch slow and exploratory as he ran his fingers along her slick, delicate folds.

Yumi's eyes were drawn downward, her gaze fixed as his fingertips glided over her, each stroke sending ripples of pleasure through her, building a slow, intense burn within her. Every touch felt electric, his movements tantalizingly unhurried.

'I'm not a professional at this,' he mused, recalling the things he'd seen from more experienced women in the past, 'but this isn't that complicated.'

Driven by instinct, Travis leaned down, feeling the pull to taste her. As he moved closer, her natural, intoxicating aroma hit him, igniting a deeper desire within.

Without further ado, Travis leaned in, his warm breath brushing against her sensitive skin before he pressed his mouth to her slick heat. The unexpected warmth and softness of his mouth made her body shiver, a wave of tingling pleasure spreading outward from where his lips made contact.

He parted his lips, letting his tongue slide out, gently tracing along her folds in a slow, deliberate motion. The taste surprised him—not unpleasant, as he'd imagined, but carrying the subtle salt of her skin, combined with a faint, earthy sweetness. The roughness from her recent shave added a unique texture beneath his tongue as he explored her with growing curiosity.

His tongue glided up the middle of her heat, teasing her sensitive spot and sending an intense jolt through her. Yumi's thoughts spiraled as she struggled to steady her breathing, her mind hazy from the overwhelming sensation.

'Ahh, fuck,' she thought, biting her lip to stifle a moan.

'Why does his tongue feel so damn good? He's barely started, and I already feel like I'm going to cum.'

Every swirl and flick of his tongue pushed her closer to the edge, her body responding instinctively to his touch, her fingers tangling in his hair as she surrendered to the rising waves of pleasure.

Travis explored every inch of her with his tongue, each movement deliberate, savoring her unique taste. As his tongue glided over her, he found her clit, and without hesitation, he closed his mouth around it, gently sucking, his tongue flicking over the sensitive nub.

The reaction was immediate—a loud, uncontrollable moan escaped her lips, her body arching slightly from the intense surge of pleasure.

The more he teased her, the wetter she became, her arousal coating his lips as her moans grew louder, her breaths coming in short gasps. With a final swirl around her clit, he moved lower, his gaze focused on her entrance, anticipation flickering in his eyes.

He pressed his tongue inside, tasting her deeply, his hands gripping her hips to hold her steady as he explored her inner warmth.

"Ahn... Mmm... Don't stop... keep... doing that..." Her voice was breathless, punctuated with each soft cry of pleasure.

"Ahhh... OH GOD!"

Her legs quivered uncontrollably as he explored her with unrelenting precision, his tongue moving with a rhythmic intensity that sent shivers of pleasure up her spine. She clung to him, her fingers weaving tightly through his hair, urging him closer as she surrendered to the overwhelming sensations building within her.

Travis's tongue slid further inside, brushing against the sensitive, rougher area of her G-spot. He pressed there, drawing slow, deliberate circles, sending pulsating waves of pleasure through her core. The sensation was intoxicating, each stroke of his tongue intensifying her arousal, her breathing quickening as she felt herself teetering on the edge.

Just as she was about to unravel, he withdrew his tongue and replaced it with his fingers, slipping them deep inside her warmth. With expert precision, he curled them, pressing firmly against her G-spot as he resumed his motions.

His free hand moved up, cupping her breast, his thumb brushing over her hardened nipple, adding another layer of sensation that drove her closer to her climax.

"Oh… I'm gonna cum!" she gasped, her voice trembling as her body tensed, every nerve electrified, her release imminent under his skilled touch.

TO BE CONTINUED