𝗚𝗶𝗳𝘁 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝗿𝘁𝘆-𝗘𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁

𝗚𝗶𝗳𝘁 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝗿𝘁𝘆-𝗘𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁:
Moncler Coats

❅𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝗿𝘁𝘆-𝗘𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁❅

I furrowed my brows as I stirred from my sleep, feeling something soft tickle my cheek.

I slid my face under the nearest pillow, causing the tickling sensation to trail down the side of my neck and then the edge of my shoulder.

I reached for the covers to tug them up even higher—until I quickly felt a hand wrap around mine, halting my actions completely.

"Mazin," I sighed tiredly, already knowing my girlfriend was behind the soft kisses against my skin.

Which she now trailed down my bare arm that she used my hand to lift closer to her soft lips.

"Good morning beautiful," she said, her words soft and muffled against my skin.

"Good morning," I whispered back, remaining under the pillow as I slowly drifted back asleep.

I groaned as soon as Mazin shifted the pillow away from my face, exposing me to the bright sunlight.

"Mazin," I scolded her.

"I don't like it when you hide your face from me," my girlfriend stated, now pressing a soft fleeting kiss to my cheek.

I groaned yet again, now shifting closer to her body and nuzzling my face into her chest.

Until I suddenly stiffened, realizing something.

How bare her body felt against mine.

"Mazin," I suddenly said, my raspy voice louder than before.

"Yes baby," she said, softly playing with my hair.

"I'm naked," I stated bluntly, processing what happened last night.

We fell asleep after we got situated under the covers last night, not bothering to put on any clothes.

"You are," Mazin said, running her other hand up the bare spine of my back, "And you look very beautiful."

I felt my face naturally burn up from her words, realizing that I had been naked this entire time.

Even as I was sleeping.

And last night, she was between my legs, and then we...

"Mazin," I suddenly whispered, feeling my shyness flood back in at an alarming rate.

"Do you want to get dressed baby?" she asked me, sensing my anxiousness, "I can always turn around or go to the bathroom."

I drew in a deep breath, shaking my head at her thoughtful offer.

Because I didn't want to get dressed, I wanted to feel comfortable with her.

I want to lay here naked with her without overthinking how I look or how she perceives me.

"No, this is just... different for me," I hesitantly said, trying my best to explain, "But I'm okay with being naked, I just feel very self-conscious—"

"But you're so beautiful, Virelai," Mazin cut me short in a soft whisper, sounding almost disappointed by my words, "I think you're really beautiful—your skin is so soft and you feel so warm."

I remained speechlessly silent for a moment, processing her genuine words.

"This beautiful body belongs to the woman I love," she whispered in my ear, gently squeezing my waist.

I drew in a deep breath, unconsciously pulling back from her chest to meet her dark eyes, "I love you so much, Mazin," I said, my voice lowered between us as the warm sunlight shined around us.

"I love you too beautiful," Mazin didn't hesitate to say, leaning down to briefly kiss my lips.

But just as she pulled away, I gently grabbed the side of her neck—pulling her back for more.

Mazin hummed against my lips as I deepened the kiss between us, sliding my tongue past her lips without a care in the world for morning breath.

It's not like she had it anyway, but maybe I did.

Clearly, my breath wasn't that bad with how Mazin tilted my head back for even more.

We grew breathless as our kisses grew more rushed, tangling my fingers in her soft blonde hair as she pulled one of my legs around her waist.

My body naturally curved into hers, suddenly wanting more.

Even if I had gotten more just last night.

"Mazin," I breathed out against her lips, angling my body even closer to hers as she firmly held my waist, "I want more."

Mazin trailed soft kisses past my lips, "What's more to you baby?" she murmured against my cheek, trailing kisses down to my jawline.

"Anything," I whispered breathlessly, tilting my head back when she trailed soft kisses down to my neck.

Each kiss held intention, sucking down on my skin before her soft tongue smoothed over it.

Which naturally made whimpers burn in my throat, digging my nails into her bare shoulder as my other hand gently tugged at her blonde hair.

Mazin groaned in response, sucking harder against my skin and eliciting a breathless moan from me.

"Don't stop," I breathed out as soon as she pulled back from my neck to meet my eyes.

"I'm giving you more baby," Mazin said before I could complain at the loss of contact, "I just need you to hold eye contact with me."

I nodded hesitantly, feeling my focus naturally shift to her fingers that trailed away from my hips and under the covers.

"Is this okay?" Mazin asked me, her voice soft between us as her fingers traced up my inner thigh.

I nodded wordlessly, feeling my stomach tie in anticipating knots.

"I need you to be more vocal with me baby," Mazin said, halting her fingers right where I needed her most.

"Yes, this is okay," I suddenly breathed out as I stared into her dark eyes entirely.

That's when I felt her fingers run across the softness of my core, tracing my folds as she held my stare entirely.

My face burned with a rough heat, holding her firmer against me as she continued her teasing motions against my core.

"You feel so good," Mazin whispered, her stare still locked so precisely with mine.

Which somehow made this moment even more intimate than I ever could've imagined.

"Mazin," I breathed out as soon as she started circling the tip of her finger around my clit.

It made everything in my body light up with sparks that coated my skin like goosebumps, arching into her touch with a faint shudder.

"Good baby—keep eye contact," Mazin whispered softly between us, quickening her pace against me as uncontrollable moans spilled from my lips.

I dug my nails into the soft skin of her shoulders, my breaths growing heavier and deeper as I tried my hardest to keep holding her stare.

"Tell me how you feel," Mazin said, staring so deeply into my eyes as soft breaths and moans fell from my parted lips.

"Good—so good, Mazin," I quickly whispered, leaning my face closer to hers and resting my nose against hers.

Which deepened our eye contact, connecting me so much more to her in the moment.

I gasped as soon as I felt one of her fingers slowly slide past my entrance, stretching me out slightly as I wrapped perfectly around her.

"How does that feel beautiful?" Mazin whispered, holding my stare as she analyzed my expression.

"Good... different," I breathed out as a deep moan vibrated in my chest, feeling her slide in and out of me at a slow pace, "Wow."

Mazin's lips twitched up slightly, "Wow is correct baby," she said, deepening her strokes, "You're so wet."

Goosebumps shot down my spine at her words, moaning even deeper when I felt her finger curl into me—sending the most incredible sensation through my body.

"Mazin—oh my god, right there," I quickly whispered, moaning even deeper when she angled her finger deeper—rubbing it against the spot I needed her.

"Can you take one more beautiful?" Mazin asked, her voice lowered between us as she held my dark eyes.

I nodded breathlessly, clutching her tighter to me as I felt her slide another finger into me—stretching me out more as my walls practically hugged her.

I could feel myself tightening even more around her.

Especially as she continued her strokes against the spot inside of me that sent tingles through my body.

"Mazin-Mazin," I moaned desperately, unable to hold her stare when my eyes unconsciously rolled closed.

And that's when everything unleashed inside of me, feeling myself tighten entirely around her fingers as my moans and deep pants grew more rampant.

"There you go baby," Mazin whispered so fucking delicately.

Everything around me burned, causing my breaths to grow heavier—arching against her fingers which somehow managed to intensify the feeling inside of me.

"Oh my god," I moaned, whimpering when Mazin quickened her strokes, somehow making the sensation even more amplified, "Fuck, Mazin," I breathed out, nuzzling my face down into her neck as I tried my best to ride out this intense orgasm.

"You're doing so good baby," I heard Mazin say, curling deeper into me as I moaned and whimpered in response, panting breathlessly for air.

I thought I had already had my orgasm but Mazin didn't seem finished with me.

And I feel so overstimulated.

"Mazin—" I cut myself short, feeling a ball of intense tingles burn in my lower stomach, "Mazin," I repeated again, this time in a whine.

"One more," Mazin said, quickening her pace as I felt her thumb rub my swollen clit, "Do it for me baby."

I whined again at her attractive words, whimpering at how oversensitive I felt.

It made me squirm slightly under her, causing her other hand to hold me firmer in place to take what she was giving me.

Or what I asked for.

Which was more.

I felt my entire body tense up, moaning so loudly and deeply that I questioned if those sounds were actually coming from me.

It was a much more intense sensation that flooded around me, clinging onto Mazin for dear life as I fell into my second orgasm.

This one was quicker—almost giving me whiplash when it faded away like a switch flipped.

It left me breathless and reeling, hugging Mazin closer to me as she carefully slid out of me.

"You did perfect," she murmured, pressing a soft kiss to the top of my head.

I didn't bother saying anything, still feeling beyond breathless as I slid my leg down from around her torso.

"Do you want to taste yourself?" Mazin asked me, causing me to slowly pull back from her neck with a wordless nod.

That's when she raised her glistening fingers to my lips—which I naturally parted for her.

I hummed at the familiar taste of myself, sucking down on her fingers for more as Mazin carefully watched me.

Until I slowly loosened my lips around her fingers and let her slide them out of my mouth.

That's when she slid them into her own, tasting what was left of me on her fingers combined with my saliva.

It was a sight I didn't realize would ever be so attractive, especially in the warm sunlight with tired eyes and frizzy blonde hair.

I could get used to spending my mornings like this.

"Now do I touch you?" I asked, wondering what came next.

Mazin grew amused by my words, "Is that what you want to do baby?" she said, leaning down to briefly kiss my lips.

I nodded as I kissed her back, "I do... I just don't know how so if I mess up—"

"Virelai," she gently cut me short, pulling back from the kiss slightly, "It's okay to make mistakes. You've never done this before."

I hesitantly nodded, "Yes I just..." I trailed off, pursing my lips slightly, "I want to make you feel good too."

Mazin smiled slightly at my words, "I know beautiful," she didn't hesitate to assure me, "But I'll guide you through it all."

I felt a relief flow through me at her words, "Okay," I whispered, leaning in to briefly kiss her lips.

That's when I felt Mazin gently grab one of my hands, leaning in to kiss me again as she slowly guided my hand down.

A warmth struck around me when I felt her leg wrap around my lower torso, guiding my hand down between her legs.

It was a feeling I had never quite experienced, but it was so fucking empowering feeling the wetness there between her thighs.

It was something I created.

I aroused her.

"Like this," Mazin whispered, holding my stare as she guided the tip of my finger around her soft wet clit.

It felt so good under my fingertip—it was so smooth and warm.

"You feel really good," I whispered, unconsciously slowing my pace back down to savor her.

"Thank you, baby," Mazin breathed out, keeping her hand against mine as I basked in the wetness under my finger, "Go faster for me."

I nodded immediately, quickening my pace as my other finger ran down her folds, exploring her warmth and wetness.

"Fuck, Virelai," Mazin breathed out, moaning so perfectly as I kept a quick pace.

Until she guided my finger to rub back and forth against her clit, causing me to continue her actions, only quicker.

Just as she asked for.

The moans falling from her lips were so soft and drawn out, especially as I kept up the pace.

I didn't realize how athletic you have to be for this.

Should I be doing finger curls in the gym for this?

I suddenly switched back to tracing quick circles around her clit, following my own lead as Mazin let me take the reins entirely.

"There you go baby," Mazin moaned as I kept up my pace, "Just like that, Virelai."

I nodded a few times, "I'm doing good?" I whispered in clarification.

"So good," Mazin didn't hesitate to say, gently wrapping her hand around mine again, "Follow my lead beautiful."

I immediately nodded again, allowing her to guide my hand lower.

And I already knew to slide a finger inside of her just as she had done to me prior, feeling her slide in her own finger with mine.

Which had to be the most attractive thing I had ever witnessed, realizing she was fucking herself as I did it at the same time.

"Right here," Mazin curled her finger against mine, sliding in and out of herself at my slow pace, "Now faster baby."

I nodded immediately, quickening my pace as she matched my speed.

And just as she had done to me, I focused on rubbing my thumb against her clit with each stroke—easily making Mazin's body tense against mine.

"Virelai," she breathed out, her words soft as she moaned even deeper.

That's when I felt her tighten around both of our fingers—and I swear it was the most insane fucking feeling.

It felt so good.

Especially when I felt the wetness of her drench around both of our fingers.

Mazin's beautiful brown eyes had rolled closed, her body tensing underneath me as we kept up the pace together to help her ride out her orgasm.

All I could do was watch her, taking in every inch of her beautiful face in the midst of the deepest pleasure that I provided her.

Her moans grew softer and softer by the second until she relaxed against me and let out a deep wavered breath.

"That was incredible," I whispered honestly, still replaying it all as I slid my finger out with hers.

Then I immediately brought it to my lips, not bothering to offer her any.

Mostly, because I wanted to taste her.

"Rude," Mazin said, her dark eyes now open as she watched me suck my finger and grow desperate for more of her distinct taste, "You could've offered it to me first—I thought I taught you better."

I smiled slightly as I slid my finger out of my mouth, even sucking the tip of my thumb clean as well, "I haven't tasted you yet so I think it's fair that I get first honors," I determined, leaning in to kiss her so she could taste herself.

And Mazin didn't hesitate to slide her tongue past my lips and indulge, kissing me deeply as she pressed our bodies even firmer together.

"You did so fucking good baby," she murmured against my lips, "You're already a pro." 

I smiled slightly at her words, "Thank you," I whispered, feeling so relieved now that I knew I was equipped for this.

Finger curls might be a possible try though.

"I'm going to grab us something to eat and bring it back to bed," Mazin told me as she pulled away from the kiss.

I hummed at the idea, feeling very hungry, "Sounds perfect, I'll come with," I told her.

"No, you stay here and let me grab it for us," Mazin insisted, now sliding out of bed to stand.

And give me a full view of her naked body.

Something I hadn't seen yet.

I swear I couldn't stop my eyes from trailing every dip and curve, taking in her smooth tanned skin.

She's so unbelievably perfect.

"I won't be long," Mazin told me as she walked over toward her closet.

Where she later emerged with two oversized t-shirts.

"Thank you," I said as soon as she handed me one of the t-shirts to pull on.

"Of course," Mazin murmured, pulling on her own t-shirt before she retreated out of the bedroom and downstairs.

And as I waited for her I scrolled on my phone for a few minutes.

It really only took her maybe ten minutes before she was back upstairs with a tray—naturally concerning me.

But she didn't necessarily cook anything, she just grabbed us croissants, fruit, some jam, and two cups of orange juice.

It was the perfect breakfast for me, especially as we sat in bed and ate it together.

Later we got up, deciding to head to the mall for some coat shopping.

Something I didn't do yesterday when I was at the mall with Nelli.

But mostly because I was so focused on getting gifts for my girlfriend.

After breakfast, I ended up only brushing my teeth at Mazin's, pulling on a pair of her sweatpants to head home and get ready at my place.

Mostly because I was a little intimidated by the idea of showering now.

Do we do it together?

Or does she shower in the other bathroom like before?

It felt too difficult to navigate at the moment, and even if I was just naked with her in bed, the idea of showering felt weirdly intimate.

More intimate than the act of sex itself.

Luckily, my car was still at Mazin's from yesterday, so I just drove it back downtown to my place.

After taking a long hot shower, and replaying every sexual instance I had with Mazin in my head, I began getting ready.

My outfit consisted of a pair of jeans and a burgundy long-sleeve shirt, keeping it casual and comfortable.

I wore my hair down, blowing it out so it was in soft loose waves.

Then I put on dainty silver jewelry, meeting Mazin downstairs when she texted that she was here.

The main store Mazin wanted to take me to was Moncler, ensuring I was stocked up on a coat.

Or numerous coats given she insisted on at least ten different ones.

"You're insane," I said, eyeing the Moncler shopping bags that Mazin insisted on holding for me.

"Only in the best way," Mazin said, clearly happy about this purchase she made for me, "Now my girl will be very warm in Aspen."

I smiled at her words, wrapping my arms around her one as we walked through the mall, "Only another day until we leave," I said, growing excited about the trip approaching.

"Yeah, which means we have a lot more shopping to do," Mazin determined, which earned a playful scoff from me.

"And you said we would only be going to Moncler," I mumbled under my breath, my smile growing slightly.

"I know but I want to buy you so much more baby," Mazin said with a deep sigh, clearly very passionate about this, "I can always shop for you if you want to leave and—"

"No-no, I want to shop with you Mazin," I quickly assured her, knowing I was just joking with her, "I also need to keep an eye on you since you can... do a little much," I said, my smile growing into a grin when Mazin gave me the most adorable side-eye.

"You being here isn't stopping me from swiping my card, Virelai," Mazin said as we walked toward the Zara store.

I lazily raised my brows, "I figured as much," I sighed, knowing Mazin would find a way to buy me everything I took one glance at.

"I can't wait to watch you try on all of the outfits we pick out," Mazin said as we grew closer to the Zara store.

I smiled at her genuinely excited words, finding my girlfriend so unbelievably adorable.

"I love shopping with you," I determined, knowing it was nice to have someone so excited about all of this.

I, among many people, hate malls, but Mazin makes it so much better.

"I love shopping with you too baby," Mazin said, leaning down to press a brief kiss to my temple as we walked into the Zara store.