Chapter 444 Night Workout [Part 3] **



Villain Ch 444. Night Workout [Part 3]

Their kisses grew more passionate, Larissa's hands wandered, exploring the contours of Allen's body. Her touch was soft and deliberate, her fingers tracing patterns along his skin. Her lips traced the outline of his neck, the warmth of her breath sending shivers down his spine.

In turn, Allen's hands roamed freely, his fingers caressing the smooth curves of her body. He wanted to feel her, to experience every inch of her, to revel in the intimacy they shared.

Their passion grew more fervent, and their clothes lay discarded on the floor. They were lost in a whirlwind of desire, their bodies entwined in a dance of passion.

Larissa's eyes fluttered shut, her head falling back in ecstasy as she felt Allen's fingers explore her most intimate parts. Her breathing quickened, her heart pounding as his touch brought her closer and closer to the edge.

Her hands wandered, her fingers tracing the lines of his muscles, her nails grazing his skin. She could feel him, his arousal pressing against her, his desire mirroring hers. She was hungry for more, eager to explore the depths of her passion and desire.

Allen's lips found hers, his kisses growing more urgent and insistent. His body ached for her, his desire overwhelming. He wanted to be inside her, to feel her, to connect with her in the most intimate of ways.

He positioned himself above her, his eyes locking with hers as he eased himself into her, his movements slow and deliberate. He could feel her, her warmth enveloping him, her body tensing with pleasure.

Their lovemaking was passionate and tender, their bodies moving in unison, their hearts racing in sync. They were lost in a world of their own making, a world where nothing else mattered except the love and desire they shared.

"Wait..." Allen muttered and distanced himself. "I don't have a condom. Do you have one?"

"Yes," Larissa said and reached for her purse on the table. She pulled out a foil packet and handed it to him. "I didn't want to assume anything, so I bought one just in case."

"Just in case? Were you planning this all along?" Allen asked with a smirk.

"Maybe," she giggled and laid back on the sofa. "Come on, let's do it. I need you."

"Alright," Allen smiled and put the condom on. He leaned over her and started kissing her lips, moving down to her neck and collarbone. She moaned softly and pulled him closer.

"Come on, Allen, stop teasing," she whimpered.

"Fine, fine," he laughed and aligned himself with her entrance.

He thrust inside her, filling her completely, her walls tightening around him. They rocked back and forth, their bodies moving in sync, their breaths mingling. She gasped, her head tilting back as the waves of pleasure washed over her.

They were lost in a world of their own, a world where time stood still, and nothing mattered except the connection they shared. She moaned, her fingers gripping his shoulders, her body trembling with pleasure.

"Don't stop, please don't stop," she whimpered, her body aching for more.

He responded with a smile, his lips trailing kisses down her neck and chest. She could feel him, his length pulsing inside her, his breath hot on her skin.

"Oh, my god," she gasped, her voice quivering, her eyes fluttering shut.

Their bodies were lost in a dance of passion, their movements fluid and instinctual. They had surrendered to their desires, their lovemaking fueled by the passion and intensity of their connection.

Allen could feel his release building, his muscles tensing as his movements grew more urgent. He could sense Larissa's release approaching, her body arching beneath him, her hands clawing at his back.

They were lost in the moment, their bodies entwined in the heat of the moment. Allen could feel Larissa's walls tightening around him, her body shuddering as her orgasm tore through her. Her moans filled the air, her breathing ragged and uneven.

His release approached, his movements becoming more urgent, his breath catching in his throat. He thrust harder and faster, his body trembling with pleasure.

"Oh, fuck!" Allen groaned, his voice a blend of ecstasy and desperation. He could feel his orgasm building, his release imminent.

With a final thrust, he collapsed, his body spent and exhausted. He could feel her beneath him, her skin glistening with sweat, her breathing ragged.

"Wow," Larissa gasped, her body still tingling from the intensity of their lovemaking.

"Yeah," Allen chuckled, his voice slightly hoarse.

She shifted, her gaze locking with his. She could feel the intensity of his stare, his eyes clouded with a mix of love and lust.

"That was incredible," she whispered, her voice tinged with awe.

"It was," he agreed, his hand caressing her cheek. "You are amazing, Larissa."

She smiled, her cheeks flushing slightly. She could feel the weight of his words, the sincerity behind them.

"You are, too, Allen. You are everything I've ever wanted and more."

They laid there for a while, their bodies still intertwined, their hearts racing in sync. It was a moment of vulnerability, a moment of connection, a moment of love.

"Should we still cook dinner? Or get takeout?" Allen asked, his tone playful.

"Takeout sounds good," Larissa replied with a grin. She leaned in and kissed him tenderly, her lips soft and warm against his.

"What should we get?" he questioned, his voice carrying a hint of mischief.

"Anything you want. Anything is fine," she whispered, her lips curving into a wicked smile.

"Anything?"

"Anything," she giggled. "Whatever you want."

"How about a low-fat steak?" he asked, his tone teasing. "We just worked out."

"Sure, a nice steak sounds delicious," she grinned.

"And what would you like to drink with that steak?" he asked.n.(o))v)(e-.l(/b-(1-)n

"Hmm... "she thought for a moment. "A glass of red wine, perhaps?" she answered.

"Excellent choice. A nice pinot noir would go well with a tender steak," he nodded.

"Sounds perfect."

"Okay, let's do this!"