The chalet door slams shut. Wood creaks under our feet. Anne strides in, heels clicking like gunshots. Tall, blonde, legs endless in that tight dress hugging her curves. My cock twitches instantly. Heart slams ribs. She’s fire incarnate, Slavic heat in French skin.
Dinner was torture. Light chat, eyes locked. Her laugh low, promising filth. Fingers brushed mine over wine. Pulse raced. Foreskin tightens now, pre-cum leaks. She smells of perfume and wet pussy already.
The Fever
No words needed. Her hands yank my shirt. Buttons pop. I grab her ass, firm, hot through silk. Dress hikes up. Black lace thong soaked. I rip it aside. She gasps, nails dig shoulders. Skin burns where we touch. Sweat beads on her cleavage.
Stumble to bed. Clothes scatter. Her tits spill free, pink nipples hard as bullets. I suck one, bite. She moans, arches. My heart thunders. Hers pounds against me. Urgency claws. Must fuck now. Possess her.
She shoves me down. Mattress dips. Eyes wild, she kneels. Hand wraps my throbbing cock. Strokes rough. Veins pulse. ‘Ready?’ she purrs. I nod, breath ragged. She climbs. Knees straddle hips. Pussy lips part, dripping heat.
Sinks down. Inch by inch. Tight walls grip. Hot, slick velvet squeezes. I groan, hips buck. She gasps, full. Nails rake chest. Rhythm starts slow. Builds feral.
The Blaze
Hips grind circles. Clit rubs shaft. Juices flood, squelch loud. Sweat slicks us. Breasts bounce hypnotic. I grab, squeeze. She rides harder. Faster. Bedframe bangs wall. Heart explodes in chest. Pulse in cock, ears, throat.
Her breath hitches. Eyes flutter shut. ‘Fuck, yes,’ she hisses. Inner muscles clench. Milking me. Balls tighten. Urge to fill her surges. Skin slaps skin. Wet, primal. Danger hums – this slut could ruin me. But fuck, I need it.
She leans back. Hands on thighs. Pussy devours cock deep. G-spot hits perfect. Her moans sharpen. Body tenses. Chasing peak. I thrust up, brutal. Control slips. Sweat stings eyes. World narrows to heat, friction, her.
Bang. Muffled crack. Her head jerks. Blood sprays hot. Body slumps heavy on me. Eyes wide, dead. Panic rips. Masked ghost looms. Gloved hand grabs mine. Forces gun cold to temple.
Terror freezes. Heart stops. Finger pulls trigger. Boom. Darkness swallows. Skin cools fast. Last pulse fades. Ultimate release. Burned alive in bliss, ashes now.