Mermaid Sugarbabe

or the lost treasure, to restore Merland to its former glory, to be

er passion was infectious, and he found himself unable to resist reciprocating her enthusiasm

sses grew more intense, deeper, and more demanding.He kissed her with a hunger that left her breathless, his lips and

l washed over him. He marveled at the creation before him, as if she had been meticulously crafted to fit his desires. Her skin felt supple and cool against his to

human was doing—squeezing her buttocks?! Her mind raced with a mi

his tongue. In an instant, his tongue claimed dominance, delving deeper and swirlin

so taken aback that her words eluded her, and she could only stare at him w

ues.He interpreted her crossed brows as a s

her, "So impatient? Don'

ia ,

ion, frustration, and an unexpected fluttering in her chest

aggression stole her breath, leaving her slightly light-headed. The intensity of their

e across her skin. Every brush of his fingers sent a cascade of tingling sensati

ally managed to exchange, her voice a

ge my approach to suit your preferences," he resp

he couldn't help but be mesmerized by her beauty. His gaze lingered, entranced by the scene, until her impatience

y. "Always so impatient," he mused

onto the silhouette of her nipple t

ied out, her voice t

s words slightly muffled as he continued to alter

gles that cascaded down her spineThe electrifying tingles that coursed down her spine were unlike anything she had ever experienc

her lips, her voice a symphony of p

his persistent attention. He was determined not to neglect either of these enticing peaks, shifting his focus to her left nipple which remained soft and tender. After licking, s

soft moans escaping her flushed lips. She gazed into his eyes with a mixture of plea and confusion, her desire intermingled

d struggle to res

flawlessly beautiful, every inch of her body a masterpiece. His gaze was drawn to the delicate pink folds between her legs, glistening

followed by an instinctual kick t

hts, but the shock of his actions had left her flustered and disoriented. No one—absolutely no one—had ever touched her in that way before, not even herself. Her most intimate are

?" Amelia murmured frantically, her mind

ted around the room, and her eyes widened as she

concern and regret, her hands fluttering as she con

eash tsunamis with a single flick. Though her upper body strength was n

nscious state a testament to the potency of her blow. Had he not possessed a remarkable level of

wn and gently assessed his responsiveness,

" she sighed in relief, a mix of worr

s on finding the lost treasure," she encouraged herself, de

mbol of her guidance, only to find it co

zing it closely for any hidden clues. Yet, despite her effort

tion led me to this villa, so it must be here! I'll start my searc

, even the bathroom—yet every attempt yielded no trace of any

Dejectedly, she returned to the soft bed and lay

he silent night, a new chapt