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Capturing Desire - part 3
You arrive at Rhys’ luxurious home, admiring the elegant surroundings as you walk up the driveway. The anticipation of what’s to come tonight sends a shiver down your spine. Rhys greets you at the door, dressed in a sophisticated robe that hints at his toned physique beneath. He offers you a glass of wine, and you engage in flirtatious banter before discussing your plans for the evening’s photoshoot.
As you begin taking intimate portraits, you and Rhys explore your age-play dynamic further by using dirty talk and age play to heighten the tension between you. This time, Rhys takes on a dominant role, instructing you on how to pose for him. He tells you to kneel on the bed, leaning back on your heels with your arms stretched out behind you, palms flat on the mattress.
‘You look so beautiful like that,’ Rhys says, his voice low and seductive. ‘Such a young, supple body, waiting for me to explore.’
His words send a jolt of desire through you, and you can’t help but let out a soft moan in response. Rhys smiles at your reaction, clearly enjoying the power he holds over you in this moment. He snaps a few photos before moving closer, running his fingers along your collarbone and down to your breasts.
‘Your skin is so smooth,’ he whispers, circling your nipples with his thumbs. ‘It’s like velvet.’
You arch your back, pressing your breasts into his hands as pleasure courses through you. Rhys leans in, capturing the moment on camera before putting the camera aside and focusing solely on you. He kisses your neck, working his way down to your breasts, taking one nipple into his mouth while teasing the other with his fingers.
You moan loudly, unable to hold back your pleasure as Rhys continues to explore your body with both his hands and his mouth. He moves lower, kissing your stomach and then slipping off your panties, revealing your wetness to him.
‘I knew you’d be excited,’ he says with a grin. ‘You can’t hide that from me.’
He slides a finger inside you, causing you to gasp at the sudden invasion. Rhys chuckles and adds another finger, stretching you open as he kisses his way back up your body. When he reaches your lips, he captures them in a passionate kiss, his fingers still moving inside you.
You wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him closer as the pleasure builds within you. Rhys breaks the kiss and looks into your eyes, his own filled with desire. ‘I want to make love to you,’ he says softly. ‘Right here, right now.’
You nod your consent, unable to form words as he positions himself at your entrance. With a slow, steady thrust, he enters you, filling you completely. You cry out in pleasure, wrapping your arms around his neck as he begins to move inside you.
Rhys’ movements are gentle but deliberate, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through your body. He leans down, kissing your neck and shoulders as he continues to make love to you. The combination of his skilled touch and the age-play dynamic is almost too much to bear, and you feel yourself teetering on the edge of orgasm.
‘Come for me,’ Rhys whispers in your ear. ‘Let me feel you come apart in my arms.’
His words are all it takes to send you over the edge. You cry out as your orgasm washes over you, your body shaking with the intensity of it. Rhys continues to move inside you until he too reaches his climax, groaning loudly as he empties himself into you.
The two of you collapse onto the bed, spent from your passionate encounter. Rhys pulls you close, kissing your forehead tenderly. ‘That was incredible,’ he says softly.
You nod in agreement, a contented smile on your face. As you lie there, basking in the afterglow, you can’t help but feel grateful for this unexpected connection with Rhys. The way he makes you feel – desired, cherished, and empowered – is something you never want to lose.
You arrive at Rhys’ luxurious home, your heart pounding with anticipation. The elegant décor and sensual atmosphere immediately envelop you as Rhys greets you warmly, his piercing blue eyes conveying his eagerness to continue exploring your age-play dynamic.
‘Welcome back, YN,’ he says smoothly, taking your hand and kissing it gently. ‘I trust you’re ready for another round of intimate portraits?’
You nod, feeling a shiver run down your spine at his touch. ‘Absolutely,’ you reply, trying to sound confident despite your nerves.
Rhys leads you to the living room, which has been transformed into a seductive photoshoot setting complete with provocative props and soft, dim lighting. Your eyes widen as you take in the sight of a large, red satin-covered bed positioned in front of an antique mirror.
‘I thought we could try something different today,’ Rhys says, his voice low and seductive. ‘I hope you don’t mind.’
You shake your head, unable to tear your gaze away from the bed. ‘It looks amazing,’ you murmur.
Rhys smiles, clearly pleased with your reaction. ‘Good. Then let’s get started.’
The photoshoot begins with YN and Rhys taking intimate portraits of each other using provocative props such as lace masks, silk blindfolds, and handcuffs. They tease and taunt each other with their words and actions, building anticipation for what’s to come.
Rhys holds up a lace mask, tracing its delicate pattern along your cheekbone. ‘You look stunning in this,’ he whispers, his breath hot against your skin.
You blush, feeling your body respond to his touch. ‘Thank you,’ you murmur, trying not to let your voice betray your growing arousal.
As the photoshoot continues, Rhys and YN engage in a game of strip poker, with the loser having to perform a dare chosen by the winner. The game allows them to explore their desires and boundaries while maintaining an element of surprise and excitement.
‘I can’t believe I lost again,’ Rhys groans as he removes his shirt, revealing his toned chest. ‘What dare do you have in store for me this time, young lady?’ His words are laced with anticipation and a hint of fear.
You smile wickedly, enjoying the power you hold over him. ‘I want you to lie down on the bed and let me take control,’ you say, your voice firm and commanding.
Rhys swallows hard but doesn’t hesitate to obey your command. He lies down on the bed, his eyes locked on yours as he waits for your next move.
You approach the bed slowly, letting your gaze travel over Rhys’ body. ‘You’re such a good boy, Rhys,’ you say, your voice filled with lust and authority. ‘I think you deserve a reward for being so obedient.’
Without warning, you straddle his hips and begin grinding against him, your hands wandering over his chest and down to his abs. Rhys moans beneath you, his eyes closing as he surrenders to the pleasure.
‘Tell me how much you love being dominated by a younger woman,’ you order, your tone commanding and seductive. ‘Tell me how much you crave my control.’
Rhys opens his eyes, meeting your gaze with a mix of desire and vulnerability. ‘I love it,’ he admits, his voice raw with emotion. ‘I’ve never felt more alive than when I’m under your control.’
Hearing his confession only fuels your desire further. You lean down and capture his lips in a passionate kiss, your tongues intertwining as your hands explore his body. Rhys responds eagerly, his fingers tangling in your hair as he pulls you closer.
As the intensity of your passion builds, you reach for the handcuffs and secure Rhys’ wrists to the bedframe. He gasps at the sensation of being restrained but doesn’t resist, trusting you completely.
With Rhys helpless beneath you, you begin to ride him, your hips moving in a rhythm that quickly sends both of you hurtling towards climax. You can feel his cock throbbing inside you, his every movement underscored with desperation and need.
‘I’m going to come,’ you gasp, your nails digging into Rhys’ chest as the waves of pleasure crash over you. ‘Oh God, I’m coming!’
Rhys’ eyes widen at your words, and he matches your movements with increasing urgency. ‘Yes!’ he cries out. ‘Come for me, YN! Show me how much you want this!’
With a final thrust, you both climax together, your bodies shuddering in unison as the intense release washes over you. For a moment, time seems to stand still as you bask in the afterglow, your hearts racing and your breath coming in ragged gasps.
Slowly, you collapse onto Rhys’ chest, your limbs heavy with satisfaction. He wraps his arms around you, holding you close as you both catch your breath.
After a few minutes, you pull back slightly, looking into Rhys’ eyes. ‘That was incredible,’ you say softly.
Rhys nods in agreement, a contented smile on his face. ‘It really was,’ he says, brushing a stray lock of hair from your forehead. ‘I never knew I could feel like this.’
You smile back at him, grateful for the connection you’ve forged with Rhys. As you lie there, basking in the afterglow, you can’t help but feel that this experience has changed both of you forever.