Madeline's long fingers moved in slow, deliberate strokes along his cock, while her tongue circled the tip, drawing a sharp hiss of pleasure from his throat.

"It's been a long week, huh? You deserve to relax, Seamus. Don't think about anything," she murmured.

Her long, slanted tongue, serpentine and teasing, slid from the base to the tip, leaving a wet trail that glistened under the dim light.

Seamus shuddered. "I am, Madeline. Just make sure you take good care of me."

Madeline chuckled softly. "You liar. That girl is still in your head, isn't she? You know it's rude to fuck one woman while thinking about another, right?"

Her words carried a teasing smile, but he could hear the hint of curiosity beneath it. The rhythm of her hand slowed slightly as he sighed.

"I can't lie to you, huh?"

"She's safe, Seamus. You don't have to worry about her." Her voice was quieter now, almost gentle.

"I know. It's just that I feel bad because I'm relieved she isn't here."

He paused, eyes distant as his voice dropped lower. "Am I a bad person for thinking that?"

Madeline tilted her head, her expression softening as her thumb brushed lazy circles on his hip.

"Maybe a little. But that doesn't make you evil. Sometimes it's better to let go of what you can't keep."

He exhaled slowly, the guilt easing from his features. "Yeah… I get it. I should just relax and let fate take over."

"Good," she said, smiling as her tone turned playful again. "Now, let's pick up where we left off."

Madeline took his cock deep into her throat, her movements slow at first, then steady.

Seamus groaned, feeling the heat around him and the way her throat muscles contracted in rhythm, pulling him deeper.

His hand instinctively tangled in her green hair, gripping it tight.

Her eyes never left his, gleaming with mischief as she gauged every twitch of pleasure on his face.

When most of his length disappeared between her lips, she began to move slowly and deliberately, her tongue sliding along his shaft, tracing the veins, swirling around the tip before sinking down again.

Each movement drew another deep sound from him.

"Damn… you're really good at this," he muttered, tilting his head back.

For once, he could relax, the pleasure drowning out the chaos and frustration that had been eating him alive.

All that existed now was the sensation of her throat tightening around him, the slight tremble when she nearly gagged.

"Faster, Madeline," he ordered, voice rough.

She nodded, picking up the pace. Her hand slipped down to his balls, squeezing them just right, pulling a sharp gasp from him as precum began to drip.

'Ahh, Seamus… your cock is so big and delicious~' she thought, savoring the taste, her tongue greedy for more.

Her jaw ached and her throat burned, but she didn't stop. She pushed through the pain, taking him again and again, her lips stretched wide around him.

"Fu–fuck! This feels amazing! More!"

Seamus couldn't hold back anymore. He pushed her head down, burying himself fully inside her throat until her eyes rolled back.

Drool spilled down her chin, pooling beneath her as he thrust faster, his rhythm rough and unrelenting.

"Mhhnmpp! Hnnngg!" she moaned, muffled by his cock, her voice vibrating around him.

Her throat tightened even more, clamping down as she tried to breathe, and he could feel it; every pulse, every desperate swallow.

She was a mess now, her fingers buried between her thighs, playing with her wet pussy while he used her mouth, couldn't even hold it anymore.

'Lord, my pussy, ahhnn, I want cock inside.'

Her fingers then thrusting deeper inside, making sure it was nice and wet to be ready to use.

"So tight… damn, your throat's gripping me like a pussy. You love it, don't you?" he growled.

She couldn't answer, but her body said everything. He could see the bulge moving in her throat with every thrust, and the sight only pushed him closer.

"Hahhh… ahhh… I'm gonna fill your mouth, drink it all, Madeline," he groaned, voice shaking as release hit him.

Hot cum filled her throat in thick waves, and she swallowed it all greedily, not wasting a drop.

When he finally pulled out, she gasped for air, licking the rest from her lips with a hazy, satisfied look in her eyes.

Her face was flushed, breath ragged, but the hunger there hadn't faded.

"Ahhh… my pussy's itching," she murmured with a wicked grin as she climbed on top of him.

"I'll ride you good, Seamus. Be a good boy."

She leaned in, her voice sultry against his ear as her tongue flicked over his earlobe, promising another round.

Madeline straddled him slowly, her body trembling with desire as she guided his still-hard cock against her soaked entrance.

The heat between her legs pulsed in rhythm with her heartbeat, aching to be filled. Seamus looked up at her, dazed, his hands sliding instinctively to her hips.

She lowered herself inch by inch, her breath catching as he entered her, stretching her walls until she was completely full.

Her body shivered when their hips finally met, her head tilting back as a low moan escaped her lips.

"Ahh… yes… that's it," she breathed, her voice trembling but eager.

Seamus groaned, his grip tightening as he felt her tightness envelop him.

Her warmth pulsed around him, her inner muscles tightening and relaxing in a rhythm that made him twitch inside her.

He watched as she began to move, slow at first, her hips circling to savor the feeling.

"Gods, Madeline… you feel incredible," he muttered, his voice thick with need.

Her lips curled into a knowing smile. "I told you I'd ride you good."

She pressed her hands against his chest for balance and began to move faster, her pace strong and deliberate.

"Ahhh~ Hngghhh! So thick! Ahhhh!"

She moaned high, enjoyed the way his cock hitting her G-spot, making her tremble and weak.

"Seamus~ Ahnnn!"

The sound of their bodies meeting filled the air, wet and rhythmic.

Seamus's hands roamed up her waist, sliding along her curves before moving to her breasts, squeezing them gently as she bounced on him.

Pulled her hard nipples which made her pussy tightened even more.

"Yesshhh! Touch it more, darling. I love it!"

Her moans grew louder, unrestrained and needy, mixing with the sound of his ragged breathing.

"Don't worry I will." he grinned.

The pleasure built quickly, the pace between them turning desperate and hungry.

"Hnggg! Ahhhh! Harder, Seamus," she gasped, her nails digging into his skin.

He obeyed, thrusting up to meet her movements, driving deeper into her each time until she cried out, her whole body trembling.

Her hair clung to her flushed face, her expression caught between pain and pure bliss.

Every movement made her tighter, every thrust sent a new wave of pleasure through them both.

Seamus's head was spinning, lost in the way her body wrapped around his, hot and unrelenting.

"Fuck! It keeps clenching tight!" he hissed and lifted her waist high to just let it slip fast and hard.

Madeline's eyes widened as she shouted, "AAHHH!!! SO GOODD! CUMMM!"

Her body tensed and then convulsed together with her pussy as her juices splurted all over Seamus' chest.

That sudden climax was enough to make him groan. Her inner wall kept pumping, trying to milk him dry as sweat rolled on his face.

Maybe because his body was too relaxed he couldn't hold his release anymore.

"Madeline… I'm close," he groaned, his voice rough.

She leaned down, her lips brushing his ear as she whispered, "Cum inside me. I want to feel it."

Her words broke what little control he had left. His hands gripped her hips tightly as he thrust up one last time, releasing deep inside her.

Madeline's back arched, a shudder running through her body as she moaned his name softly, her walls clenching around him until every drop was spent.

Madeline lay on his chest, their skin slick with sweat. His cock was still buried inside her, still hard and twitching, ready for another round. Warm semen leaked from her pussy, coating his hips in a sticky mess.

They both tried to steady their ragged breathing, the only sound in the room for a moment until Seamus finally broke the silence.

"Ready for another round?" he asked, voice low and teasing.

Madeline lifted her head, a sly grin curling her lips. "Hell yeah."

They shifted positions, moving with lazy hunger until Madeline was on her knees at the edge of the bed facing the door, her hands braced against the sheets while Seamus positioned himself behind her.

"Classic doggy style, huh?" she teased, glancing back with a wink.

Seamus smirked and guided himself to her entrance, but just as he was about to push in, the door burst open.

"Madeline, where is that boy? I need to—"

The woman in the doorway froze mid-sentence. Her eyes widened as the scene before her sank in.

"Oh my, my," she drawled, a mischievous smile forming. "Having fun without me, aren't you two?"

She shook her head in mock disappointment, her voice dripping with playful reproach. "I feel like you've been leaving me out."

Standing there with arms crossed and a pout on her face was Leah.

Seamus froze, utterly speechless, his hands still on Madeline's hips. The tension was thick and awkward enough to choke on.

Madeline just groaned and rolled her eyes. "Leah…"

Leah tilted her head, pretending to think for a moment before flashing a bold smile. "Can I join you guys?"

Both of them stiffened in surprise, their minds going blank at her words.

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