π Ariel π The Little Mermaid π 200+ Images in Download-Link
Added 2025-05-30 08:00:08 +0000 UTCThe heat curled around my skin like breath β thick, slow, humid.
The sauna was nearly dark, lit only by the soft orange glow behind the stones. My hair clung to my back in damp waves, its red strands darkened by sweat, by steam, by desire I hadnβt planned to feel this deeply.
I sat on the bench with one leg draped over the wood, robe barely covering anything. Every inch of me glistened. Every breath I took brought in more heat β and more of him.
He sat across from me, towel low on his hips, arms resting on his thighs, eyes fixed on me like I was the only thing left in the world.
βToo hot?β he asked.
I shook my head slowly.
βNot yet.β
The tension pulsed like heat from the stones β rising, rippling, wrapping around us. I stood, slowly, letting the robe fall from my shoulders. It slipped down my body, catching on the curve of my hips before pooling at my feet.
His eyes followed every inch of skin I revealed.
I crossed the sauna in three slow steps. Sat on his lap. Straddled him. The steam wrapped around us both as I kissed him β slow, open-mouthed, tongues meeting with the same rhythm as the air, thick and wet and alive.
His hands slid along my thighs. I arched into his touch, my breath shaky, my skin burning in the best way.
He shifted. Guided me down.
And I welcomed him inside me with a gasp that fogged the air completely.
We moved like waves β slow, deep, full. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, my nails dragging gently down his back, my mouth against his ear as I whispered things only the steam could hear.
When the heat was too much β when I was trembling and dripping with sweat and pleasure β we stumbled out together.
Into the cool spa room.
I slid into the water first, moaning as the temperature wrapped around my oversensitive skin. He followed, and this time, I pulled him between my legs.
I kissed his neck.
Dropped lower.
Took him in my mouth as the water rippled around us.
He groaned, hips tensing, his hand gently tangled in my wet red hair. I moved slow, worshipping him, loving the contrast β fire in my veins, cool on my skin, and him pulsing against my lips.
When he couldnβt take it anymore, he lifted me into his arms. Pressed me against the edge of the pool. Entered me again β harder this time. Deeper.
I cried out as he rocked into me, water splashing, the sound of our breath mixing with the echo of pleasure against stone.
And when he finished, spilling into me with a moan that felt like surrender, I kissed him β long, slow, knowing this wouldn't be the last time.
βI hope the spaβs open late,β I whispered.
His smile was wicked.
βVery.β
Comments
πLovely Ariel! Love her cute little bush.ππ
ghostbeetle
2025-05-30 11:38:49 +0000 UTC
