The key turned in the lock, and there she was. Lila. Her curves hugged by a simple tank top and shorts, her dark eyes holding mine. I dropped my bag, the words I’d rehearsed for miles tumbling out raw. "I'm so fucking in love with you, Lila. It’s all I thought about."

A slow smile spread on her lips. She closed the distance, her fingers tracing my jaw. "Show me," she whispered, her voice a husky command.

Her mouth crashed onto mine, all tongue and heat. My hands found her ass, squeezing those full cheeks through the thin cotton. She moaned into my mouth, grinding her pussy against my hardening cock through my jeans. "Off," she breathed, pulling at my shirt. We stripped in a frenzy, clothes hitting the floor.

She pushed me back onto the couch, kneeling between my legs. Her eyes drank me in—my throbbing dick, already leaking pre-cum at the tip. "All for me?" she purred, her hand wrapping around my shaft, her thumb smearing the wetness. She leaned down, her hot mouth enveloping the head, her tongue swirling around the crown before taking me deeper, her lips stretching. The wet, slurping sounds filled the room as she bobbed, one hand fondling my balls.

I groaned, tangling my hands in her hair. "Lila... fuck..."

She pulled off with a pop, her chin glistening. "My turn." She straddled my lap, her wet cunt hovering over my dick. I could feel her heat. Guiding me with her hand, she sank down slowly, an inch at