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A Night of Hands and Desire - part 3
‘You ready for more?’ Harley asks, his eyes dark with desire as he looks at you. You nod, feeling a surge of excitement course through your veins. ‘I want to explore more,’ you say, taking his hand and leading him back to the bedroom. Harley follows closely behind, his gaze never leaving your hands. He seems entranced by them, as if they hold some sort of power over him. And in a way, they do. Once inside the bedroom, you both strip off the remainder of your clothes, revealing your naked bodies to each other once again. Harley’s eyes linger on your breasts and hips, but it’s your hands that draw his attention the most. He approaches you slowly, as if he’s afraid you might disappear if he moves too quickly. When he reaches you, he takes your hands in his and begins to worship them with a passion that leaves you breathless. He kisses each finger, sucking gently on your fingertips before moving up to your palms. There, he traces the lines of your hands with his tongue, as if reading some ancient map that will lead him to hidden treasures. You moan softly at the sensation, feeling a warmth spread through your body as Harley continues to explore your hands. He seems to know exactly what you want, and he’s giving it to you without hesitation. It’s both thrilling and terrifying, this level of intimacy and understanding between you. As Harley worships your hands, you can feel your own arousal building. You reach out to touch him, running your fingers through his dark hair and down his chest. His skin is warm beneath your touch, and you can feel the muscles in his stomach contract as you trace patterns on his flesh. Harley looks up at you, his eyes filled with desire. ‘I want you,’ he says, his voice rough with need. ‘I want to feel your hands all over me.’ You nod, understanding exactly what he means. You straddle him, positioning yourself above his erect cock. As you lower yourself onto him, you can feel the heat of his skin against yours, the pressure of his cock inside you. It’s exhilarating and terrifying all at once, this feeling of being so completely vulnerable yet so incredibly desired. Harley moans as you begin to move, his hands gripping your hips as he guides you up and down on his cock. You can feel the tension building within him, his body tensing with each thrust. And as you look into his eyes, you know that he’s feeling the same thing you are – a deep, all-consuming desire that threatens to overwhelm you both. As the pleasure builds, you reach out and take Harley’s hands in yours, intertwining your fingers as you continue to ride him. His eyes widen with surprise and delight, and he squeezes your hands tightly as if he’s afraid you might let go. But you don’t. You hold onto him, using his hands for support as you drive yourself harder and faster on his cock. The sensation is unlike anything you’ve ever experienced before. It’s as if your shared fetish has unlocked a new level of intimacy between you, allowing you to explore each other’s bodies in ways you never thought possible. And as the pleasure continues to build, you can feel your orgasm approaching – a wave of pure, white-hot bliss that threatens to consume you both. With a final thrust, you cry out as your orgasm crashes over you, your body shuddering with pleasure as Harley’s cock pulses inside you. He moans your name, his own release following closely behind yours as he spills his seed deep within you. For a moment, the world seems to stand still – just the two of you, connected by your shared fetish and the incredible pleasure it has brought you. And then, slowly, reality begins to seep back in as you collapse onto Harley’s chest, your breath coming in ragged gasps. Harley holds you tightly, his hands stroking your hair as he whispers words of love and adoration into your ear. You can feel the warmth of his body against yours, the steady beat of his heart beneath your cheek. And in that moment, you know that you’ve found something truly special – a connection that transcends mere physical attraction, a bond forged by your shared fetish and the trust it has created between you. As you lie there, wrapped in each other’s arms, you realize that this is just the beginning. There are still so many things to explore, so many ways to deepen your connection even further. And as you drift off to sleep, lulled by the sound of Harley’s heartbeat and the feel of his hands stroking your skin, you know that you’re ready for whatever comes next.
You and Harley are lying on his bed, your bodies intertwined as you share a passionate kiss. The room is dimly lit, with soft music playing in the background. Your hands roam over each other’s bodies, exploring every curve and contour. Harley starts by kissing your palms, his tongue tracing the lines of your life and love lines. He then moves up to your wrists, gently biting them before moving further up your arms. You shiver with pleasure as he nibbles on your sensitive skin.
‘Show me how you like it,’ Harley whispers in your ear, his warm breath sending shivers down your spine. You guide his hands to your breasts, showing him how you like to be touched. He cups them gently, his fingers teasing your nipples into hard peaks. You moan with pleasure as he massages your breasts, his touch both tender and firm.
As Harley continues to worship your breasts, you explore his body with your hands. You trace the lines of his chest, marveling at the solid muscles beneath his smooth skin. Your fingers dance down his abs, following the trail of hair that leads to the waistband of his pants.
‘I want to feel you inside me,’ you whisper, your voice barely audible above the music. Harley groans in response, his desire evident in the tightness of his grip on your breasts. He blindfolds you with a silk scarf, heightening your sense of touch as he guides your hands over his body. You feel his warm skin beneath your fingertips, the texture of his hair and the hardness of his muscles. He then uses his own hands to tease you, running them up and down your thighs, around your hips, and across your stomach.
Anticipation builds within you as Harley’s hands explore every inch of your body. You can feel the heat emanating from him, the tension in the air as you both wait for the moment when he will finally enter you.
Harley positions himself between your legs, his hardness pressing against your entrance. You gasp as he slowly pushes inside you, inch by delicious inch. He fills you completely, stretching you to your limits as he bottoms out inside you.
‘You feel so good,’ Harley groans, his voice low and gravelly with desire. ‘So tight.’ He begins to move, his hips thrusting rhythmically as he drives into you. You meet each of his thrusts with your own, your bodies moving in perfect sync. The sensation is overwhelming, the feeling of being filled by him sending waves of pleasure coursing through your entire body.
Harley’s hands move to your hips, gripping them tightly as he drives into you harder and faster. You cry out with each thrust, your orgasm building within you like a tidal wave. Your hands find their way to his chest, your fingers digging into his skin as you urge him on.
‘Yes,’ you moan, ‘harder.’ Harley obliges, his thrusts becoming even more powerful and insistent. You can feel the tension coiling within you, your body straining towards release. And then, with a final deep thrust, it hits you – a shattering orgasm that rips through your entire being. You cry out in ecstasy as wave after wave of pleasure washes over you, your body convulsing around Harley’s cock.
Harley follows suit moments later, his own release triggered by the intense sensations of being inside you as you climaxed. He groans loudly as he comes, his hips jerking erratically as he empties himself deep within you.
The two of you lie there in each other’s arms, your hearts racing and your bodies slick with sweat. Your hands remain intertwined, a symbol of the deep connection you share – a bond forged by your shared fetish and the incredible passion it has ignited between you.