RedCherry

🍷 Table for Two

Added 2025-08-01 18:00:03 +0000 UTC

Ryan:
(low voice, hand resting gently behind her head)
— That’s it, Chloe… just keep going… you’re doing amazing.

She’s kneeling between his legs under the table, breath trembling, lips wrapped carefully around him. Her cheeks burn. Her heart pounds in her chest.

Ryan:
— First date, and already so bold.
(smiling)
— Or is this just the real you finally showing?

She whimpers softly, eyes closed, trying to focus. The world feels distant now — just the quiet hum of the terrace, the pressure in her mouth, and his voice above her.

Ryan:
— You’ve never done anything like this before, have you?
(pause)
— But look at you now. Curious little Chloe, with her lips wrapped around something she couldn’t stop thinking about.

She swallows gently, her rhythm slow and cautious, every movement careful.

Ryan:
— You like the taste? Or is it the thrill that’s making your knees weak?

Her blush deepens. She pauses, looking up, eyes wide — unsure.

Ryan:
— Stand up. Right here. Turn around.

He lifts her gently, her breathing unsteady. She obeys, trembling slightly as he positions her right in front of him, still hidden beneath the long tablecloth.

Ryan:
— No one's paying attention. Just let me make you feel good…

He guides her hips close, and with one slow motion — he's inside her. She gasps sharply, clinging to the edge of the table.

Ryan:
— That’s it… feel that?
(whispers hotly)
— You’re absolutely perfect around me.

She moans, soft and startled, her head dipping forward. Her legs feel weak. He moves inside her, gradually at first, then deeper, firmer. Her voice becomes a trail of breathless sounds.

Ryan:
— You’re not stopping me… so I know you love it.
— I knew when I saw that dress, the way it hugged your body… you were made for something just like this.

Her knuckles turn white as she grips the edge of the table. She bites her lip, trying not to cry out, but every motion inside her pulls another broken gasp from her throat.

Ryan:
— Keep breathing. You’re doing so well…
— You’re everything I hoped you’d be — sweet, shy… and absolutely irresistible when you let go.

Her body tenses, back arching. A choked sound slips from her lips as her release crashes into her — waves of heat and pressure that leave her shaking.

Ryan:
— That’s it… just like that…

She whimpers, unable to speak. When he withdraws, she feels empty — breathless and spinning.

Ryan:
(voice low, urgent)
— Kneel. Just for a moment.

She sinks down again, dazed, blinking up at him. Her lips part instinctively.

Ryan:
— You look so good like this…
— Stay just like that for me…

His breathing grows heavier. One sharp breath — and he lets go.

Warmth lands across her cheeks, her lips, her chin. A soft gasp escapes her as the sensation spreads. She doesn't flinch. Her lashes flutter, face flushed and glistening.

Ryan:
(gently)
— That view alone was worth the dinner.

She stays there a moment, stunned and smiling softly, wiping the corner of her mouth with her fingers. Then looks up — glowing, slightly messy, but undeniably pleased.

Chloe:
(whispers)
— …Best. First. Date. Ever.