Looking at his body, the strong toned body of a younger male, the kind of stuff she gooned to most nights alone, how could she resist that kind of temptation?

Lana was a 35 year old single lady who hadn’t been in a relationship for the past 10 years. Even though she was into crazy things and consumed the kind of adult contents that could only be classified under kinks section, she was a bit shy in reality, didn’t have much luck with men, and even those that came didn’t interest her. She had a special taste for very handsome, strong well built, and young guys.

Seeing the look in her eyes, Edward didn’t act, he just stood before her. She didn’t even realize when her hand reached Edward’s cool body, her soft palms caressing every contour on his abdomen, her breath seizing.

She was the one who tried to stop it earlier, but how could she hold onto that flimsy conscience now?

"You want it, don’t you?" Edward asked, his voice low and confident.

Lana breathed out audibly, a soft, trembling exhale. Her eyes looked dazed, like she had finally been given something she had waited years for.

"I... we shouldn’t," she whispered, even as her other hand joined the first, exploring his chest with open hunger. "This is so wrong, Edward. I was your boss..."

Her words lacked conviction. They both knew it.

Edward’s Intuitive Pleasure ability fed him every signal her body was sending. The heat between her thighs had grown intense, her pussy now aching and wet. Fainter pulses danced across her breasts, her neck, and the sensitive skin just above her hips and juicy tight ass. Edward could only fantasize what they looked like unrestricted by her tight skirt. He smiled faintly and reached down, tilting her chin up so she met his gaze.

"Then tell me to stop," he said quietly.

Lana opened her mouth, but no refusal came. Instead, she rose slightly on her knees on the bed and pressed her lips to his chest, took a deep breath, kissing the firm muscle there. The scent of his skin made her head spin. It was almost overwhelming.

Edward let out a low breath and slid one hand into her hair, guiding her gently as her kisses grew bolder, lingering on his nipple before sliding away. His other hand moved to her blouse, slowly unbuttoning it. She shivered as the fabric parted, revealing smooth skin and a lace bra that did little to hide how hard her nipples had become.

Edward had thought she’d perhaps have inverted nipples because of how huge her breasts were, but it was the opposite, they were pronounced, beautifully so. He couldn’t help but grab one firmly to feel its softness.

He leaned down and captured her lips in a deep kiss. Lana moaned softly into his mouth, her hands sliding around his back, pulling him closer as the kiss became heated. Their tongues fought over the other, Lana’s earlier shyness melting away under the intensity of years of suppressed desire.

As their mouths separated, a line of saliva drew from their mouths, Lana’s back arching in a small release of pleasure.

Edward pushed her back onto the mattress again, this time following her down. He kissed along her jaw, then down her neck, savoring the way her body arched when his lips found the sensitive spots all around her body. He wanted nothing more than to devour her that instant, but he couldn’t help the pleasure it brought him when she reacted to him touching the smaller sensitive spots he could feel. He was working his way up, little by little.

Even though he wanted to take things slow and build up slowly, it was only a matter of time before his hands roamed, cupping her breasts through her bra before sliding lower, caressing her waist and hips. That small motion alone made his firm cock pulsate with pleasure. Even then, he composed, just a bit more.

Lana’s breathing grew ragged as he peeled the rest of her blouse off. When his fingers traced the waistband of her skirt, she whimpered, "Edward... this is..." But her hips lifted slightly, helping him slide the fabric down her legs. Edward didn’t listen to her complaints anymore.

His ability painted a vivid map for him. He kissed his way down her body with deliberate slowness, from her collarbone, the swell of her breasts, her stomach, until he reached the edge of her panties. He could sense how desperately her pussy throbbed for attention. He pressed a slow, open-mouthed kiss right over the damp fabric, making her gasp sharply and grip the sheets, a desperate moan escaping he lips.

"Fuck..." she moaned, her usual composed self completely gone.

Instead of going further, he went up, grabbing her soft breasts in a firm hold and pressing together. Lowering his lips, he sucked her nipples subtly, rolling his tongue from left to right, and from right to left, sucking them inbetween.

Lana couldn’t control herself as the sharp elevated pleasure hit her. She grabbed his head, crying out in pleasure that she tried to suppress. Loosening up, he went down again.

Edward hooked his fingers into her panties and slowly pulled them down. The sight of her glistening, swollen pussy made his own arousal strain painfully against his pants. He ran his tongue along her inner thigh, teasing, drawing out soft, needy sounds from her.

Lana’s hand, still in his hair tightened as her hips rolled toward his mouth.

He looked up at her flushed face, eyes dark with lust.

"Last chance, Miss Lana," he murmured against her wet folds. "Tell me to stop."

She didn’t. Instead, she pulled him closer, eyes almost tearing up from the suspense.

Edward gave her one long, slow lick from entrance to clit, then wrapped his lips around the sensitive bundle of nerves. Lana cried out, back arching hard. He took his time, using his ability to find exactly what made her tremble and moan louder—alternating between gentle sucks and firmer strokes, sliding two fingers inside her when her moans turned desperate.

He brought her right to the edge, then slowed down again, savoring the way she writhed and begged with broken whispers.

Every moment of it made his dick throb, this MILF was actually under his control!

Edward repeated this a few times. Finally, when he could feel her wet pussy pulsating faintly, she was on the edge of explosion, and her voice had gone hoarse, Edward rose above her. He stripped off the rest of his clothes, his hard cock springing free, thick and throbbing. Lana stared at it with pure lust, biting her lip as a fresh more intense heat rose within her... she wanted his cock more than anything at that moment.

He positioned himself between her spread legs, rubbing the head of his cock slowly up and down her soaked pussy, teasing her entrance.

"Edward~~..." she breathed, voice trembling with both shame and overwhelming need.

He spread her legs some more, as he began to push inside her, stretching her open for the first time.

"What should I do to you, my little slut—"