I thought there was no hope left to fix our relationship with Rozzean after everything that happened. I was deeply hurt. I didn't hope much, especially because of Klari. But she was really a desperate person who thought there was a chance for Rozzean to notice her.
"W-Wait..."
We are now in the cabin. It's also dark outside.
Rozzean looked at me. After I took a shower, he pulled me onto his lap. We were both just wearing bathrobes. I thought he changed his clothes already.
"Why haven't you gotten pregnant yet?"
My eyes widened at his question.
"We did it three times... I put all of it inside of you. Let's go to the doctor, maybe there's our baby inside you," he said, touching my stomach.
How sure is he? But... it slipped my mind. I haven't had my period yet...
"Wait a moment..."
I tried to stand up, but he didn't let me. I still have things to ask him!
"Aren't we going to talk?" I looked back at him.
He leaned his head when I turned to face him. His hair was messy and wet. Suddenly, I wanted to touch it and comb it with my fingers.
"We are talking... now..." he said, slowly untying my bathrobe.
"Don't you remember how you moaned at my parents' house?"
I slapped his chest when I heard what he said.
"I was drunk! Of course not!"
He laughed loudly.
"Then do you want to remember it? What we did? Hmm..."
He stood up, and I stood up as well. I thought he was leaving, but he sat down again and pulled me to sit in front of him. My legs were on his sides. He looked up at me while leaning against the seat. Rozzean was slowly removing my bathrobe. The desire in his eyes I've seen earlier seemed to have reached a point where he could no longer contain it.
"We are alone here, baby... no matter what you say... no matter how loud your moans are, it's okay. You don't need to hold back."
My lips became moist as he touched my breasts. Two hands, with his eyes locked on mine. I swallowed when the pleasurable sensation surged as he worked.
We were gazing at each other while his hands were busy on my breasts. I gasped when his mouth moved lower, taking the top of my breast into his mouth. I clung to Rozzean's hair, looked at him, and saw how his tongue played with my breast.
"Ahh..."
I could feel his growing manhood against my butt. Rozzean finally removed the bathrobe and threw it somewhere. When his lips released my breast, he held me by the nape and kissed me deeply.
One of his hands continued to massage my breast relentlessly. Because of the pleasure, I shifted my position, straddling him.
"Hmm... baby, are you teasing me?" he asked.
"N-No... I just, uh, moved a bit."
My movements became more intense as I grinded against his manhood. The kiss we shared earlier seemed to have ignited a passionate flame. Rozzean's face showed the ecstasy he was feeling, his lips parted as he let out soft moans.
I reached up and pulled him closer, taking control of our kiss. I could feel his firm grip on my waist, guiding my movements. He rested his head on the sofa, and I continued to move, grinding my butt on his manhood. The pleasure was evident on his face as he bit his lower lip.
"Ohh... fck... keep on doing that, baby..."
Encouraged by his response, I intensified my movements. Rozzean, with his eyes closed, seemed to be lost in the sensations. I observed the furrow on his forehead and the way his lips trembled with pleasure.
My hands moved to his chest, and as I looked down, my gaze fixated on his chest. I stuck out my tongue and started licking his nipples.
"Fck... ahhh, baby..."
I relished in the sounds of his moans, continuing to stimulate him. My hands firmly gripped his shoulders, and when his eyes opened, he pulled me closer, deepening the kiss with passion.
My actions seemed to have taken Rozzean by surprise, and the pleasure was evident in his reactions. His moans filled the room as I explored his masculinity with my hands and mouth. The intimate connection between us intensified, creating an electric atmosphere.
Rozzean's passionate responses fueled my desires. He groaned and uttered explicit words, expressing his satisfaction with my touch. My confidence grew as I continued my provocative gestures, savoring the control I had over him.
When I knelt in front of him, his astonishment was palpable. His reactions were a mix of shock and ecstasy. I took hold of his shaft, teasing the tip with my tongue, and then, with a daring move, I took him into my mouth.
"Ohhh... ohh fck... baby..."
His moans were music to my ears, encouraging me to continue. I sucked on his manhood, looking up to catch Rozzean's reaction. His lips were parted, and his chest heaved with excitement.
"Ahh..."
Despite his initial plea to stop, it was clear from his reactions that he was thoroughly enjoying the experience.
"Ohh... ohh... fck... T-Thaliana..."
I maintained my pace, giving him an overwhelming sensation. The room was filled with the sounds of our shared pleasure.
I kept licking it up and tried putting it in my mouth again. Rozzean seemed like he was going crazy with the way he moaned. When he pulled me to face him, I saw his serious expression.
Why does he look mad?
"W-Why?"
His teeth were gritted, and he looked angry!
"Where did you learn to do this?"
Oh!