I deep thrusts, along with the carnal sounds I make. Sounds that I never imagined I would produce.
I was out of breath, feeling our sweaty bodies clashing against each other.
He was burying his member deeper into me. “Ugh, Jane, .you are driving me crazy. What did you do to me to be like this? I can’t get enough of you. You’re so wet and tight. Your warm p*ssy desperately craves for my c*ck.”
I blinked, “What time am I-“
He put his finger on my lip, telling me to shut up, “Shh, just focus on me.”
I suddenly thought of the outside world. We locked ourselves here. They must have been worrying about us if we disappeared. Stupid drink, I shouldn't have drunk that water. Now I’m in this state.
“Think about me. Focus on me I. That is offending me when I am the one here in front of you. I’m the one here with you.”
I kept quiet but distracted... He noticed it and scoffed. He grabbed my chin to make me look at him, “Continue thinking about others and I'll stop.”
His glare and tone were enough to shut me up. I didn’t dare speak and that is something knowing I am Jane, I never shut up. I never do what I am being told or ordered to. But with He now…only He… as he made his way on me…..and spending our time together in the room like this.
He snorted, “Do you see your state now? How you were keen on not wanting me to touch you….yet here you are, begging for me. Begging for my body. Begging for my c*ck.”
It’s his burning desires that are talking to me and taking over. He just sat there, watching my nakedness. At my flower, eyes trailing up to my breast, and to my eyes with a flirty smirk, “Tell me what you want. Be specific and detailed.”
I cleared my throat, “Put it in. Put it back in.”
He cocked his eyebrows, “Again? I can’t hear you.”
“I said put it back in,” I said louder and he did as I told him. I released a breath as the tip touched mine.
He was still looking at me, waiting for his next request, “What next?”
“Th-thrust it…Deep inside me.”
He bit his lip, his jaw clenching as he did it.
The night was very marvelous, for both of us. We got to explore each other’s body, pleasuring each other as much as possible as we desperately hold onto each other as if it was out last night.
And for the first time, I was able to forget all my heartaches. Everything did not seem to matter to me.
As if Harry did not just cheat on me.
As if my older sister did not just betray me.
It was almost perfect, strangely perfect when I could feel my head running in circles, and my mouth turning dry.
“I’m feeling strange.”
He smirked, “Oh you will of course. You’ve been taking my dick very diligently.”
He kept on teasing me, thrusting harder and harder.
I whimpered, “Rail me.”
“Gladly then,” he then grabbed my legs, “Open wide.”
He then grabbed his manhood and slide it on my area. He hissed as I bit my lip at the motion.
“Your p*ssy’s twitching so much. Ready to let me in.”
I inched closer to him as he slowly caved in my entrance, nibbling on my crowns. I winced, feeling the tip both pleasuring and hurting me.
He caressed my cheek and gently stroked my hair as he breathed out, “Does it hurt?”
Sweat was forming on our foreheads, and I gulped, “You’re too big it won't fit.”
“Endure it. Consider this as part of your training as my Luna.” He then pushed deeper into me and I could feel him up to my stomach.
He continued thrusting deeper into me and I fell into the abyss. I was lost in my mind, and nothing seemed to be around in the world other than me and him.
“Louder.” He said, “Moan louder for me.”
His ragged breathing and the carnal sounds I released, along with the sound of our bodies clashing each other was the only thing that I could hear.
He was slow at first, and when I finally adjusted to his size, he got faster and harder and rougher as he buried my face deeper in the pillows.
“You’re so warm, and wet and delicious.” He kept on whispering in my ear, taunting me. “It must be enjoying its meal a lot.”
I gripped the sheets tightly with each thrust and he nibbled on my ears, hands gripping my breasts.
I could finally feel a heat rush forming in my belly and he seemed to notice it, “Come for me, little fox.”
He then grabbed my waist with a deep thrust, my body trembled as I released a hot clear liquid.
He then held my clit, still determined until he stopped thrusting, and watched my area with a grin.
I managed to wet his bed and he spooned a handful of the liquid and placed it near his mouth. He made sure I was watching as he put his finger on his lips and sighed.
It was like he was filming an advertisement and drinking some juice…except it wasn’t just any juice.
My eyes widened, realizing he just ate my….
“Turn around.”
I couldn’t even continue my trail of thought as he put me in another position. I am too stimulated for him to continue.
“Wait, I am still sensitive-“
But he didn’t even let me finish my complaints as he continued on, this time his manhood slipping in quickly.
He started to speak, and I was lost in a haze.
“To be honest, I knew this would happen the moment I laid my eyes on you.”
But then, I felt my stomach recoiling and I did the unthinkable. I released a not-so-pleasant site and threw up on him.
He paused, shook his head, and clenched his jaw, “We should not have drunk a lot.”
But then I remembered something. “What’s your name again?”
“I had f*cked you so hard already, and that’s all your thinking about?”
I could see his mouth moving but it seemed my ear had gone deaf that it couldn’t even hear his words. I fell as my eyes rolled back and closed my eyes.
“Oh Saphira, you might have clearly don’t remember me, but I know you. And now that I had claimed your body, I’ll never let you go.”
I blinked, feeling like I heard him mumble to me before I blacked out.