With a sultry grace, Cindy wiped the sweat glistening on her skin with a warm towel. Her platinum blonde hair shimmered as she brushed it aside, revealing the smooth, porcelain curve of her slender neck. The towel glided gently, caressing her skin, tracing from her throat down to the cleavage barely contained by her tight, sexy sports bra—a perfect frame for her sculpted figure. Her movements were slow, deliberate, almost a dance performed for Raiden, who lounged on the sofa with an air of cool indifference.
Raiden's eyes tracked every sway of her body, his gaze unreadable yet sharp. A seasoned player in the game of seduction, he could sense the hidden intent behind each touch, each coy glance Cindy threw his way. But this time, he held back, savoring the thrill of testing how far she'd go to get what she wanted.
Cindy, sensing his unusual restraint, felt a flicker of uncertainty. Yet, beneath Raiden's composed exterior, she caught the faintest trace of a wicked smirk—a silent signal of his approval. That was all the encouragement she needed. Emboldened, she sauntered closer, then gracefully straddled his lap. Her long legs wrapped around his waist, trapping him in a teasing embrace.
Suddenly, Cindy gasped. Beneath the snug fabric of her workout tights, she felt Raiden's unmistakable arousal—hard, firm, pressing right against her core. A triumphant smile curved her lips. With slow, provocative rolls of her hips, she ground against his hardness, the intimate friction sending sparks through her body, her pussy growing wet and needy beneath the increasingly restrictive fabric.
"These tights… so annoying," she purred, her voice a sultry mix of complaint and seduction as she stood on the sofa, hips swaying invitingly. "Young Master, care to help me out?"
Raiden, thoroughly captivated by her little performance, didn't hesitate. His strong hands gripped the waistband of her tights, tugging them down with controlled precision. As the fabric slid away, a pair of black lace panties came into view, the damp patch at their center betraying her arousal—a sight that made Raiden's breath hitch.
"Well, damn, princess," he murmured, his voice rough with desire. "Already this wet from just that?" His index finger deliberately traced the slick seam, teasing her swollen clit with a touch that was both gentle and commanding.
Cindy let out a soft moan, her tone a delicious blend of coy and craving. Her body trembled under his touch, her hips instinctively chasing the rhythm of his fingers. But it wasn't enough. Her breath quickening, she hooked a finger under her panties, pulling them aside to reveal her glistening, flushed pussy. With her other hand, she boldly guided Raiden's head closer, his face now mere inches from her throbbing core.
"Young Master," she whispered, her voice quivering with raw need. "Lick me… play with this naughty pussy… please."
Raiden's sly grin widened. Her sweet scent flooded his senses, and without hesitation, he gave in to her plea. His tongue explored with expert finesse, dancing over her slick folds, while his hands steadied her hips as they bucked uncontrollably. The room filled with the symphony of her moans and their ragged breaths, a crescendo of desire that neither could resist.
Raiden's tongue moved with electrifying speed, exploring every inch of Cindy's pussy with a fiery intensity that set her ablaze. His cunnilingus was a passionate dance, a seductive rhythm that pushed her to the edge. Cindy's body couldn't hold back any longer—her muscles tensed, trembling wildly as waves of pleasure crashed over her. The peak of her orgasm hit like a tidal wave, her warm love juices gushing out, drenching Raiden's face as he stayed devotedly immersed in her ecstasy.
Cindy was lost in a haze of bliss. Her face morphed into an intoxicating ahegao expression—eyes half-lidded, glassy with satisfaction, her tongue lolling out as if surrendering completely to the lust consuming her. Her breaths came in ragged gasps, her body still quivering with the aftershocks of pleasure.
With slow, deliberate movements, she slid back into Raiden's lap, wrapping her arms around his neck. Her lips sought his, still glistening with the remnants of her own juices, and she kissed him hungrily, like she was starved for him.
Without a hint of hesitation, Cindy savored the intoxicating mix of her own fluids and Raiden's saliva, their tongues twisting together in a wild, heated dance. Every flick of their tongues sparked like fire, burning away any boundaries between them. Raiden wasn't about to let her take the lead. His hands gripped her plump, firm ass with raw strength, kneading it until she moaned into their kiss, her voice muffled but dripping with desire.
"This girl… she's wild, fearless, and full of surprises!" Raiden thought, his excitement surging as his heartbeat thundered in his chest.
"Fuck… this is too damn good!" Cindy's mind screamed, unable to resist the tidal wave of lust pulling her under. She devoured Raiden's lips with ferocity, her tongue dancing and teasing every corner of his mouth with reckless abandon. Deep down, she couldn't believe it. How could she—a woman who'd always pushed men away, no matter how hot or impressive they were—be so utterly consumed by a guy she'd only known for a month? She'd always preferred the soft touch of women, living proudly as a lesbian. But with Raiden, something inside her had shifted, like a dormant ember suddenly roaring to life.
Cindy's full, soft breasts pressed hard against Raiden's chest, her embrace tightening as if she wanted to meld into him. He could feel the heat radiating from her body, her nipples hardening beneath the tight black sports bra.
With a deft move, Raiden's hand—previously kneading her ass—slid upward, slipping beneath the fabric of her bra to claim the treasure underneath. His palm met the exquisite softness of her skin, her porcelain-smooth breasts warm and yielding under his touch. The sensation sent a jolt of desire through Raiden, igniting his hunger even further. He cupped her left breast with care, his fingers deliberately teasing her sensitive nipple.
Cindy froze for a split second, her breath hitching as Raiden played with her nipple, his touch gentle yet commanding. "Ahh… squeeze my tits, baby… harder!" she moaned, her voice raw and thick with unrestrained lust. Her body trembled, surrendering completely to Raiden's touch.