Chapter 360 – Reunion S*xy Time
Anda's slow, deliberate steps toward the bed held Leyvi captive. Each movement was like a silent invitation, a dance of allure that quickened his heartbeat and sent a rush of warmth through his veins. She paused at the edge of the bed, her eyes locking onto his with a playful yet smoldering spark, a silent challenge that made his breath hitch.
"Leyvi," she whispered, her voice low and velvety, carrying the weight of their year-long separation and the longing it had forged. "You've kept me waiting far too long, leaving my side without warning..."
Leyvi's lips curved into a warm, knowing smile as he reached out, his fingers sliding around her waist to pull her closer. "And here I am, back to you," he said, his voice thick with affection and desire.
Anda moved fluidly, climbing onto the bed to straddle his lap. Her hands glided up his chest, fingers tracing the familiar ridges of muscle beneath his red jacket. "Oh, right. I haven't been filled with explanation about all this yet," she said, her lips curving in a mischievous grin as she leaned closer. Her forehead pressed gently against his, her warm breath caressing his lips. "But that can wait… There's something far more urgent I need filled in right now. Will you help me with that?"
Leyvi's grin widened, his hands sliding up her back, his thumbs brushing against the soft skin just above her waistline. "As much as you want," he whispered, before capturing her lips in a deep, hungry kiss.
The world around them seemed to dissolve. All that remained was the heat of their bodies, the press of their lips moving together in perfect rhythm, and the shared ache of longing being released at last. Anda's fingers threaded into his ponytail, tugging lightly as she pressed herself closer to him, her soft curves melting against the hard planes of his body.
The sound barrier she had erected kept their intimate reunion utterly private. Nobody would hear the low, breathy sounds, the sharp gasps, or the soft laughter that slipped between their kisses.
Anda's lips grew fiercer, more insistent, her hands tugging at the fabric of his jacket as if she couldn't bear another second of separation. Leyvi matched her intensity, his hands slipping beneath the delicate straps of her undergarment, his fingers tracing the curves he had memorized yet longed to explore again.
"Anda," he murmured against her neck, his lips brushing her sensitive skin as he planted tender kisses along her collarbone, "you're making it hard to take this slow."
Anda's soft laugh sent shivers down his spine. "Who said anything about slow?" she breathed, her fingers deftly undoing the buttons of his jacket, exposing the chest she had missed so desperately. She leaned back slightly, her eyes roaming over him with a mixture of hunger and reverence. Her grin turned impish as she whispered, "Let's make up for lost time."
With eager hands, they both helped each other undress, their garments landing in a messy pile on the floor. The sight of Anda's bare skin against the soft light of the lamp set around the room made Leyvi's blood boil with desire. Her full breasts, the gentle curve of her waist, and the way her hips flared out into the most tantalizing curves – Leyvi couldn't help but touch everything he saw.
Anda's breath hitched as she felt his warm skin against her own. The anticipation of their union was almost too much to bear. Her hands trembled slightly as she reached down to unbuckle his pants, freeing his already erect manhood. She stroked the holy rod gently, feeling the power and heat that had been denied to her for so long.
Anda smiled sweetly. "Let me show my skill first."
Looking up at him through hooded eyes, she leaned in, her soft lips kissing the tip, leaving a trail of wetness as she descended. Her mouth engulfed him, her tongue swirling and teasing as she took him in deeper, feeling him throb in her grip.
Leyvi groaned, his hands clutching the bedsheets. It had been so long since he'd felt her warmth around him, the softness of her mouth, the gentle suction as she took him in. It was heavenly torture, each stroke bringing him closer to the edge he'd been denied for a while.
Of course, if he were to resist the pleasure with his ability, that would be easy. Even all the ladies coming together against him failed to defeat him in bed. But now wasn't the competitive night battle, it was a normal intimate session to relieve their longing, pleasuring each other. So Leyvi didn't put up any defense at all.
"Mm, you taste just as I remember," she murmured, her voice muffled around him. Her eyes remained locked on his, the love and need in them clear as she worked him with expert skill.
Leyvi's hips bucked slightly, unable to resist the pleasure. His hands found her hair, guiding her movements slightly, urging her to take more of him. She complied, her cheeks hollowing as she took him deeper, her tongue swirling around the tip, then tracing the veins along the shaft.
Finally, she pulled back with a final, deep suck, her mouth popping free with a wet sound. She giggled, looking up at him with a playful glint in her eye. "Wow, it's raining!" she exclaimed as a rope of his seed shot into the air, painting a line across her face and onto the bed. Leyvi just let it all out.
"Hehe. So much was saved, huh? My poor husband. Ah, look at that...so much was wasted outside. It should have been inside me. Maybe I can be pregnant with all of these." Anda said mischievously and hopefully.
"Haahh...that was amazing...my panda wife is the best..." Leyvi praised, still enjoying the after-feeling.
"Your turn now, husband," Anda said, a hint of playful challenge in her voice as she turned around, lying her back on the bed and spreading her legs invitingly.
Leyvi wasted no time moving into position, his eyes feasting on the beauty of his wife's petals, already glistening and ready for his attention. He kissed along the inside of her thighs, feeling her quiver under his touch. He knew just how sensitive she was there, how a simple kiss could make her legs tremble.
"Mmh," she moaned as he reached her sweet spot, his tongue swirling around her clit, teasing the sensitive bud before dipping into her warm, wet folds. Anda arched her back, her fingers threading through his hair as she held him closer. The sensation was exquisite, a year and four months of longing concentrated into every stroke of his tongue.
He took his time, exploring her with his mouth as if it were their first time. He knew every inch of her, every taste and texture, and yet, it felt like a new discovery, a treasure he hadn't seen in an eternity. He lapped at her, savoring her juices, feeling her body tighten with each pass.
Anda's breath came in shallow gasps as she felt herself building towards climax. "Ley...Leyvi...don't...don't stop," she pleaded, her hips rising to meet his mouth. He didn't need the encouragement; he was lost in the act, his own need to please her overwhelming.
Finally, she came, her body spasming around his mouth as she let out a keening cry. Her legs tightened around his head, her fingers knotting in his hair as she rode out the waves of pleasure. When she finally came down, she was trembling, her eyes closed, and a soft smile playing on her lips.
"Emm...I've missed that... Husband, can I have more?" she requested with seductive eyes, her voice still thick with desire.
Leyvi grinned, moving up to kiss her deeply, sharing her taste. "And now, it's time to complete our reunion," he said, his voice a low growl as he positioned himself between her legs.
Anda nodded, her eyes glazed with lust. "Take me, my love," she whispered.
With one swift thrust, he entered her, filling her completely. They both gasped at the sensation, their bodies fitting together as if they'd never been apart. It was a perfect union, one that had been denied for far too long.
They moved together in a rhythm that was as old as their love, their bodies speaking a language that didn't need words. Anda wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper, her nails digging into his back as she met every thrust.
The room was filled with the sounds of their passion, their bodies slapping together in a crescendo of pleasure. They were lost in each other, their hearts pounding in sync as they approached the peak of their shared ecstasy.
The tension grew, tightening like a coil ready to spring. And when it did, it was explosive. They both cried out, their bodies shuddering as they climaxed together, the bond between them stronger than ever.
For a moment, they just lay there, panting and holding each other, basking in the afterglow of their love. But soon, the passion built again, and they were lost in the throes of passion once more, ready to conquer the next peak together.