He growled softly, his eyes darkening. "No… you don't. Not fully. And I'm going to make sure you realise it." Each step, each movement, was deliberate, predatory until he was consumed with desire, entirely focused on her, and nothing else existed.
Noelle's pulse raced, excitement and anticipation coiling within her. Every glance, every subtle motion from him spoke louder than words: he wanted her, all of her, and the tension between them was so thick it was almost unbearable.
Noelle leaned closer, her voice low and sultry, letting each word brush against his ear. "You know… this lingerie," she whispered, letting her fingers trace the delicate fabric, "can be taken off with untying just a single ribbon."
Ren's eyes darkened instantly, a low growl escaping him. He didn't hesitate, didn't give himself the split second she'd been tempting him with. In one swift, almost desperate motion, he tore the delicate garment open, the sound of fabric ripping echoing through the room.
Noelle gasped, half in shock, half in excitement as he captured her in his arms, eyes blazing with hunger. "I don't need your ribbons," he growled, pressing his lips to her nipples. Noelle arched her back and muffled her moans.
Ren's eyes darkened with a mix of frustration and desire. With a swift, deliberate movement, he took the delicate fabric of her lingerie and looped it around her wrists, holding her hands above her head.
Noelle shivered, a mixture of thrill and exasperation coursing through her. "What are you going to do to me," she murmured, half teasing, half breathless, her pulse quickening under his intense gaze.
He leaned closer, his voice low and rough. "You brought this on yourself," he said, a dangerous edge in his tone. "And I'm going to make sure you feel just how much I want you… how torturous you make it for me to resist all night during dinner."
Noelle's lips curved into a daring smile, even as her body shivered under his touch. "Then I guess I'd better… look forward to it then," she teased softly, though her eyes told him she loved pushing him to the edge.
Ren growled, capturing her mouth again in a kiss that was part claim, part warning. "Think you can resist me?" he scoffed. "No… I'm going to make sure you remember exactly what it means… every single time I look at you."
The room was alive with heat and tension, every whispered word, every touch a promise of what was to come and the thrilling knowledge that in this moment, she belonged entirely to him.
Ren's hands roamed over her, firm and unyielding, as if he could burn her into memory with just a touch. Every inch of her skin under his fingertips made him growl softly, his restraint finally cracking.
Noelle tilted her head back, letting him explore her body as he took turn licking circles around both her nipples, her lips curling into a mischievous smile.
"You're really… going to make me forget everything?" she whispered, her voice teasing, daring him to lose control.
"Yes," he growled, his teeth grazing her shoulder as he pressed his body closer, heat radiating from him in waves. "I'm going to make sure… you don't even think about dressing like that again… or teasing me… ever."
She gasped, half in excitement, half in defiance, pushing him slightly. "Maybe I like teasing you," she murmured, eyes sparkling with mischief. "Maybe I want to see how far you'll go…"
That was all it took. Ren snapped, pressing her effortlessly onto the bed, his lips capturing hers in a kiss that was raw, claiming, and unrelenting. "You're mine," he hissed against her mouth, "and I'm going to show you what it means… to belong to me."
With that, Ren took off his briefs and drive into her, repeatedly, relentlessly. He pressed closer, every movement charged with desire, his body moving against hers with ceaseless intensity.
Noelle shivered under his intensity, heart racing, knowing she had pushed him to the edge but also thrilled that he had claimed her completely, making it clear that in his presence, she existed only for him.
She gasped softly, caught between thrill and surrender, knowing she had pushed him to the edge but also exhilarated that he wanted her entirely. His dark eyes locked onto hers, a mixture of frustration, longing, and possessive need burning in their depths as he continued their carnal copulation.
Ren pulled back just enough to look at her, his chest heaving, hands still gripping her waist. His eyes darkened with frustration, a low growl escaping him. "Do you have any idea what you're doing to me?" he muttered, exasperated.
Noelle tilted her head, panting. "I think I do… and I like it."
"That's exactly the problem!" he snapped, running a hand through his hair, nearly pacing in his frustration. "I want you to dress like this… but only for me! Only when I get to see you!"
Her laughter was soft, teasing but it hit him like a spark. "Oh, so I can't look attractive for the world… only for you?"
"No!" he growled, stepping closer until there was barely space between them. As he pulled himself out slowly and deliberately until the very last tip of him before driving himself back into her deeply again, each time much deeper than the last. "Not the world! Not anyone else! Only… only me! I can't have people seeing what's mine. You're mine, Noelle!"
He lifted her effortlessly that she's seated on his lap, pulling her flush to his chest. His hands cupped her hips possessively, drawing her impossibly closer, as he pushed his cock into her, every movement charged with desire.
"Noelle's lips curved into a mischievous smile as she leaned closer, her voice low and teasing. "Next time we go out… maybe I'll wear almost nothing," she whispered, letting her words linger, knowing exactly the effect they had on him.
Ren's jaw tightened, dark eyes flashing with frustration and desire. Her teasing pushed him to the edge, and he felt the irresistible pull of wanting to claim her completely. He growled softly, voice rough, his hands gripping her a little tighter.
He pressed her against him, hands gripping her waist possessively, pushing her back down onto his cock. The rhythmic claps of their fucking filled the room, acting like an aphrodisiac as he felt her pussy pulling and sucking his cock in with each pull and thrust.
Her mischievous smile softened, just enough to tease without fully disarming him. "Then… maybe I should just stay in and look like this… for you," she whispered, letting her words linger in the charged air between them.