Sexy Tutor Juggling Three Hot Guys

It was unbearably hot. Faye Magdalene felt like she was trapped in the sweltering heat of a sauna, her body burning with an intense, internal fire. The thought of diving into a freezer just to cool off crossed her mind, but the strong hands gripping her waist made it clear that escape wasn't an option. "Slow down... Theodoric, slow down..." She clung to his powerful arms, trying to steady herself. During the day, when Theodoric Colin was dressed in his crisp suits, Faye hadn't thought much about his physique. But now, as she tugged at his clothes, revealing the muscular body beneath, she was reminded of just how formidable he was, just as she remembered from three years ago. If anything, the heat and desire between them made him even more intoxicating and irresistible. The thought only fueled the fire inside her, making her arch her back, pressing her body even closer to his. Sensing her unspoken invitation, Theodoric responded with a deeper, more intense thrust. "Yes, Theodoric, yes..." The overwhelming thrusts left Faye's mind in a haze, her usual calm and composed self completely shattered. She was no longer the cool, detached tutor her students knew. Instead, she had become the same young woman Theodoric remembered from three years ago, the one who had tried to take control, only to be overpowered again and again, climaxing with flushed cheeks and defiant words on her lips. In the three years that had passed, Faye's already stunning figure had matured into something even more alluring and seductive. Theodoric had believed that he had moved past such physical desires, but now, under the influence of whatever drug that coursed through his veins, facing the very woman who had once consumed his thoughts, he found himself utterly lost in her once more. His restraint snapped, leaving only the primal urge to possess her completely. He pressed himself against Faye's body, burying his head in the curve of her neck, his lips trailing hungrily over her heated skin, from her neck to her collarbone, and then down to her chest. "Yes... Faye..." Faye, lost in the same haze, was overwhelmed by the intensity of his touch. Her body trembled uncontrollably as his kisses moved lower, each one sending shivers of pleasure through her, igniting every nerve. In that moment, the thrusting between her legs, the biting on her chest, and the unbearable sensitivity of her breasts all collided, driving her to the brink of madness, caught in a whirlwind of pleasure. A cascade of uncontrollable moans spilled from her lips, each one inflaming Theodoric's desire even further. He bit down on her breast, circling her n****e with gentle caresses, his lips and teeth grazing her sensitive peak. This was the very tactic he had used to unravel her completely all those years ago. Under the torment of the aphrodisiac and the overwhelming waves of pleasure, Faye teetered on the edge of madness. The frustrating ache in her chest only ignited the fire in her core, driving her hips to meet Theodoric's relentless thrusts with increasing desperation. "Yes!" Faye's voice broke free, raw and untamed. Theodoric, equally consumed by the drug surging through his system, had long lost his usual composure. No longer able to resist, he ravaged her body with ravenous hunger, his tongue, teeth, and burning desire savoring every inch of the woman who had haunted his dreams for three long years. Faye felt like she was losing her mind. Her upper body was completely at the mercy of his mouth, while her lower half was overwhelmed by the feverish friction between them. The powerful hands that gripped her waist now roamed over her back and hips, leaving her no escape from the onslaught of sensation. Part of her wondered if she should be thankful—because it was Theodoric, her former lover, who was with her when she was drugged. He knew every inch of her body, pushing her closer to the edge as if determined to help the drug's effects wear off quickly. But with that gratitude came annoyance, too. Theodoric knew her body too well, driving her into a pleasure-filled torment she had never known. And the worst part was that despite the aphrodisiac, her mind remained painfully aware, a cruel side effect of the training she'd endured as a child, which made her resistant to most drugs. 'Damn it, in all those stories, when people get drugged, they lose themselves completely and just ride the wave of pleasure through the night. Why do I have to be so painfully aware of every second of this torture?' Faye thought, her mind in turmoil even as her body betrayed her, her moans growing louder with each passing moment. She shot a furious glare at the man between her breasts, knowing full well that he was just as maddened by this as she was. As she was distracted, Theodoric's hand moved up to claim the breast he hadn't yet touched, his fingers squeezing the soft flesh that spilled over his hand. "Yes!" Faye's fingers dug into his arm, but the trembling of her body, on the brink of climax, made it look more like she was clinging to him, desperate for something to hold onto in the overwhelming storm of pleasure. "Relax, baby, you're squeezing too tight. Just breathe," Theodoric murmured, feeling her body involuntarily tighten around him. He responded with a deep, powerful thrust. "Ah!" Faye's scream echoed through the room as her body was sent spiraling over the edge. Theodoric watched with satisfaction as her back arched high off the bed, her body convulsing in ecstasy. The fierce glare she had given him just moments ago faded into a dazed, vacant expression as her body tensed and then gradually relaxed, bathed in the afterglow of her climax. Theodoric lifted his head slightly, his lips and teeth gently teasing her sensitive skin, prolonging her pleasure. 'This body response... it's just as I remember,' Theodoric thought to himself, a triumphant wave of satisfaction washing over him. He had her again, completely and utterly.