Arthur smirked, catching his breath. "Don't worry about it." He flicked his fingers, casting a quick [Clean] spell. Instantly, the sticky evidence vanished from her skin.
"Look," he said with a grin. "Clean as new."
Alicia chuckled softly, standing up as Arthur pulled her close. "Come here," he murmured, his hands gripping her waist. "Let's move on to the next part."
He lifted her onto his lap, positioning her so that her soaked panties pressed against his cock.
Arthur slid her panties down her thighs and tossed them aside. Alicia straddled him, her bare heat brushing against him, teasing them both. He gripped his shaft, lining it up with her entrance before pulling her down slowly.
Alicia gasped as he entered her, inch by inch, stretching her until he was fully inside. She clung to his shoulders, nails digging into his skin as she adjusted to his size.
Arthur held her hips, guiding her as she started to move. Slowly at first, rolling her hips, letting him feel every inch of her. His hands gripped her waist tightly, helping her find a steady rhythm. The soft slap of their bodies meeting echoed through the cabin.
Alicia's breathing grew heavier, her moans filling the cabin as Arthur thrust up into her, each movement sending waves of pleasure through them both. His pace increased, their hips meeting with a wet, rhythmic slap. Her breasts bounced with each thrust, and he leaned forward to take one nipple into his mouth, sucking hard.
Her moans turned into cries of pleasure, her body shaking with every deep thrust. Arthur moved faster, driving into her harder, gripping her ass firmly, pulling her down onto him with each thrust. The cabin filled with the sound of flesh against flesh, the slap of his hips against her ass growing louder.
Alicia threw her head back, her moans turning into gasps. "Arthur… I'm close…" she panted, her nails raking down his back.
Arthur reached between them, rubbing her clit in quick, circular motions. Her body tensed, and with a loud cry, she came, her walls tightening around him, squeezing him hard.
The sensation pushed Arthur over the edge. With a final thrust, he buried himself deep inside her, releasing with a groan, filling her completely. They stayed like that, bodies pressed together, hearts pounding as the last waves of their climax faded.
Alicia collapsed against his chest, breathing heavily. Arthur wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. The movie played on in the background, forgotten, as they remained entwined, basking in the warmth of each other's bodies.
Arthur gently stroked Alicia's back as she lay draped over him, her warm, naked body still trembling from the intensity of their climax. His fingers traced lazy circles along her spine, soothing the lingering aftershocks that rippled through her.
Alicia shifted slightly, her cheek pressed against his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. Her breathing had begun to slow, but a satisfied smile tugged at her lips. She tilted her head up, meeting his gaze with eyes half-lidded and filled with lingering desire.
"You're insatiable," she murmured, her voice soft and breathless.
Arthur chuckled, his hand sliding down to cup her ass, giving it a playful squeeze. "Look who's talking. Who's the one that couldn't stop bouncing on my dick?" he teased, a cocky smirk tugging at his lips.
Alicia blushed, her skin still flushed from their heated session, but the playful sparkle in her eyes remained. She shifted again, her body sensitive but not completely spent. There was still a low, simmering heat between her legs—a desire that hadn't fully faded.
Without a word, she straddled him more firmly, their bodies still connected. His length, softening but not entirely spent, twitched inside her as she settled onto him. Leaning down, she captured his lips in a slow, lingering kiss, their tongues moving in a lazy, sensual rhythm.
"You're still hard," Alicia whispered against his lips, her hips giving a subtle, experimental roll, feeling him stir inside her.
Arthur smirked, his hands gripping her hips once more. "And you're still dripping wet," he shot back, his voice low and husky.
Her cheeks flushed a deeper pink, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she began to move again, her hips rocking gently at first, testing the waters. Arthur let out a low groan as she tightened around him, the friction reigniting the fire between them.
Alicia straightened, her palms pressed against his chest for balance as she began to ride him. Slow and deliberate at first, savoring the sensation of him growing harder with every roll of her hips. Arthur's hands roamed her body, sliding up her waist, over her breasts, his thumbs teasing the sensitive peaks of her nipples.
Their movements gradually intensified, the tempo building as Alicia lost herself in the pleasure. Her head fell back, long hair cascading down her back as she rode him harder, her body bouncing with each thrust. Arthur's hips met hers, thrusting up into her, the sound of their bodies slapping together filling the cabin.
The wet, rhythmic clap of flesh on flesh grew louder, mingling with their moans and gasps.
Alicia's nails dug into Arthur's shoulders as the pleasure built to an overwhelming peak. Her breath hitched, and with a loud, shuddering cry, her body convulsed around him, her walls clenching tightly as she came.
Arthur groaned as her climax pushed him over the edge. His hands gripped her hips, holding her down as he thrust deep one final time, spilling inside her with a low, guttural moan.
Alicia collapsed against his chest, both of them slick with sweat, their bodies entwined in the aftermath. Arthur pressed a soft kiss to the top of her head, his hands gently caressing her back as their breathing slowly returned to normal.
"That was…" Arthur began, still catching his breath.
"Incredible," Alicia finished for him, her voice soft and content, a satisfied smile playing on her lips.
Arthur chuckled, his fingers tracing the curve of her waist. "Should we go for a third round?" he asked, grinning up at her.