**Mature Content Ahead**
Zilia’s lips curved into a tender smile at his heartfelt confession. This time, she was the one to lean in, capturing his mouth with hers in a kiss that quickly grew in intensity.
She felt the sudden change in him beneath her, he was getting hard between them, and a shy blush colored her cheeks. Still, she didn’t retreat, letting the passion guide her instead.
His hands slid upward from her waist, tracing the curves of her body until they cupped her breasts. The unexpected touch drew a sharp gasp from her lips, muffled against his mouth.
Casaio finally pulled back, his breath unsteady, his eyes burning with longing as they searched her face. After so long apart from this closeness, the anticipation was nearly unbearable. His heart raced with excitement, yet what he wanted most was to see how she felt in this moment.
"Zilia, say that you love me. Say you’ll never leave me. Say everything I’ve longed to hear, and don’t bury any of it in your heart."
Before she could answer, he gently guided her back against the mattress, flipping her beneath him with a tenderness that belied the urgency in his eyes. His hand slid down, grasping her leg with a firm but reverent touch. As the fabric of her dress slipped higher, exposing the soft curve of her thigh, her breath hitched in anticipation.
Casaio lowered his head, his lips tracing a path of wet, open-mouthed kisses along her skin. His gaze never wavered from hers, as if he wanted to read her soul in that moment.
"I will never leave you," Zilia whispered, her voice trembling as she repeated the vow. The words tumbled out again and again, her resolve blurring with the dizzying wave of pleasure unfurling inside her. She could feel her mind slipping into that sweet haze. "I-I love you," she managed to say as she found him inching closer to her inner thigh.
He nipped that spot, and she yelped.
"I can smell the heat of your sweet arousal," Casaio said as he pulled up her dress.
Zilia’s face instantly turned red. However, instead of doing what she wanted, he simply teased her. His fingers touched her core through her soaked panties while he moved himself up so that his face would be as close to her.
"You’re wet," Casaio whispered in her ear, his lips brushing her earlobe, making her sigh. He lowered himself and kissed right on her breast. Then, slipping his hand inside her panties, he simply let a finger enter her while his mouth latched onto her breast.
"Angh!" "Ngh!"
A series of moans escaped her mouth one after the other. They both missed this for months, and doing it after so many months felt so blissful.
He took his sweet time about it, which Zilia complained about when he suddenly pulled off his fingers.
"Why-why did you stop?" Zilia muttered in confusion.
"You look divine from here," Casaio admitted, bringing his fingers to his mouth and licking them clean. Zilia’s heart drummed against her chest as she got to see that same look of possessiveness, deep affection after months.
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