Love at First Night - Chapter 161

[smut alert, don’t read if uncomfortable]

“Say it again,” I begged. “Call me your only one again. I liked how it sounded.”

His hands lapsed over my chest, running his fingers through my rips and then cupping my breasts.

He pushed me onto the bed laying upon me as I folded my legs around his back.

He removed my top in a quick practical movement and then lifted down my jeans.

His breath shortened as I hitched, then he removed his clothes as well.

“Do you like how it sounds? Should I call you my only one again?”

Just as an unconscious sound of pleasure a moan escaped from my lips hearing him satisfy my request. A smirk formed on his lips and he bent down to kiss my breast, he clenched his nails over my bellybutton, and at the same time, his tongue tickled over my nipple making me shiver and moan out once again.

Fuck, I had to contain myself and have some decency if Joanna and Justin were in the same house as us.

I turned around and bit the pillow to refrain from the forthcoming moan as his tongue kept moving circularly over my nipples.

“God damn…” I whispered struggling to contain my pleasure call for how good he was.

“I wonder how long will your endurance last…” he started to say as soon as he freed myself and lowered down to pepper sweet quick kisses all over my stomach.

His mouth now reached my intimacy and he tuck his chin over it as he stared up at me.

“Should I call you to mine now? Because in case you haven’t understood yet, you’re fucking mine, Lily.”

I bit the pillow more tightly as I swallowed down a moan.

His teeth grasped my slips’ fabric and lifted it down.

The excitement grew in my veins and I became a flame of passion and lust.

“Have you heard me?”

He raised an eyebrow pushing me to talk, but I couldn’t because I knew that if I tried to speak the only thing coming out of my mouth would be only loud moans and complaints.

I limited myself to nod but he didn’t seem so be satisfied with my hinted answer.

“Since you haven’t heard me; let me show you.”

He gazed down at my wet folds, he smirked before biting his bottom lips and contemplating the view.

I clenched my fists, squeezing my eyes in anticipation of what was going to happen.

The harder I resisted, the more excited I grew.

God damn how hard it was to contain myself.

His lips now brushed against my folds, my nerves and my muscles contracted. The urge of moaning made my stomach knot and my breath trap inside my throat. Tingling and a pinching sensation all over my legs as my toes curled and my back arched.

For God’s sake please take me and stop this torture.

His lips hadn’t touched me, yet my body was already reacting to him, struggling to resist, wiggling for him to satisfy my craving.

He smirked, “seems like your body knows you are mine.”

My body knew just like my soul also knew and even my bones did since I could feel all those aching for his touch.

Longing for him as if he was the medicine they craves for the cure. How could he be the cause of that sufferance and at the same time the antidote?

His lips finally touched my clitoris, sending a stroke of vibration all over my body which uncontrollably escaped from my lips in a chocked moan.

“I love this sound.” He said as his tongue now touched me.

the tingling reached my neck and my stomach now filled with a fluttering sensation of desire and pleasure.

I wanted him so badly that it hurt.

Why was he taking so long?

My fists clenched, even more, I felt like ripping the pillow off with my teeth.

“But you should be quiet, love. There are people with us in this house.”

How I regretted at that moment how big my house was, I wished it was small so that we would be alone now and the moans would echo all over the walls.

“Fuck.” My voice got stuck in the back of my throat.

His tongue moved circularly over my clit slowly.

I felt like screaming for pleasure and how good it felt. So good that my head flipped over against the wall and my core contracted.

“Good girl.” He whispered commenting on my endurance and resistance.

But then he put a strain on those capabilities by fastening the motion of his tongue.

The pleasure and satisfaction lapsed over me pushing me to the next dimension of lust and veneration.

Entwining our souls together again and again until the pillow wasn’t enough to contain my voice and a moan escaped from my mouth.

He departed from my intimacy and with a proud smile, he removed his slips going for the next challenge.

If it was hard to be quiet now I couldn’t even imagine the struggle with him inside me.

I bit the inner of my cheek as I swallowed down a mouthful of saliva before my mouth dried and my toes tingled.

I was already so close and he hadn’t even got started, something told me that night I would end up coming the entire evening.

He contemplated my bare milky skin, my long dark hair smeared over the bed, and my blushed cheeks.

My chest lowered and listened as my breathing shortened, it was like I had a hard burden on my chest impeding me to breathe properly.

“Dear Lily, you’ve put yourself in big trouble.” He smirked as his eyes darkened.

“Because you shall know that whenever Cameron Collins claims a thing as his, it will be his forever. This is such an unbreakable spell. You only have to tell the words and the curse will be on you forever.”

Just like that, he grabbed my hips and deeply entered in me.