Navel's Claim

Alexis stretched across Ethan's bed, her sharp eyes locking on his as she smirked. "You keep staring like that and I might charge rent for the view," she teased, her voice laced with challenge. Ethan leaned down, kissing her navel before biting gently, leaving a red mark that made her breath hitch. "Minute one," he murmured, but Alexis laughed, threading fingers through his hair. "Make it count, or I'll take over." He lifted her shirt slowly, exposing more skin, pecking and licking while she moaned, witty retorts mixing with gasps. "That's it... feels like fire, but don't think you're in charge." Sweat beaded on her skin as he continued, her pussy growing wet and dripping with each touch. By the time he spat into her open mouth and she drank it down with a grin, tension crackled. "Taste that? Now earn the rest." He shed her panties, spreading her so her ass and pussy showed, rimming her with sealed lips and inner-thigh spanks that left her panting and horny. "Harder, or is that all you've got?" she challenged between moans. Two minutes later her face buried in his hairy balls; she worshipped them with kitten licks, pecks, and gentle sucks on the pubic hair, cupping them as he patted her head and exhaled. Her ass clenched, his cock hard against her cheek. She took him in for a blowjob, tongue swirling until he came, cum spilling as she swallowed with a satisfied smirk. They collapsed sweating, her body still trembling. "Next round, I pick the game," Alexis whispered, eyes gleaming with promise for what came next.