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Art of Seduction

Chapter 4 Behind Closed Doors

Word Count: 1093    |    Released on: 26/12/2024

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he gallery, surrounded by vibrant art

iting. "Sharon, I think we need a more p

rowed slightly. "

sell replied, his gaze locked on hers. "W

ncertainty flickeri

versation will be worth your while,"

ve crumbled, a

triumph, offering

through the winding gallery corridors,

ew fainter, replaced by the soft click of Ru

ll plaque reading "Private Viewing Room." Russell produ

with plush couches and

rying eyes. The private room, typically reserved for art enthus

"Ah, ah, ahh... Russell, please stop... we can't... ah..."

that threatened to consume them both. "Didn't I tell you to cal

ween pushing him away and pulling him closer. Her attempts to break free we

rget Jacob even exists," he whispered, his

ipped beneath her T-shirt, cupping her breast with a gentle yet firm

r veins, and a sticky wetness seeped from between her legs. Panicked, Sharon tr

able. His leg wedged between hers, intensifying the pressure. Fondling bo

reen eyes blazed with desire, eerily reminiscent of Jacob Sims, her husband

he gasped, her words lost

with reckless abandon. Their mixed saliva trickled down

sell's leg, seeking relief from the throbbing within. "You're grindin

tearing open her blouse and pushing aside her bra. Her bare

outh claiming her right nipple. "No... please!" Shar

nd squeezed and rubbed her other breast. Sharon's fingers tangled in Ru

her pussy against his thigh, seeking fleeting relief. Russell's fin

brother really turns you on, huh?" Russell

ed soaked through your underwear. Did yo

c settled loosely around her waist, revealing her intimate area, now slick with desire

Sharon the thick liquid slowly spilling out of her prideful area onto her thighs, making her

ght enter," she whispered,

Then quiet those sensual moans, hmm?" He plung

atening to buckle. She grasped the table for support as Russell's finger

thing. Russell's finger danced within her, curling upward

spine. "Is this your sweet spot?" His finger

er body responded instinctively, grinding against his hand with i

lesh against flesh and their ragged breathing. The

r joined the first, thrusting deeply and swiftly from multiple angles.

rd bang. I can't wait to give you exactly what desire." he whispered into her ears in a seductive voice, while his finger k

pressure that sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body. The sweet tens

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