Pleasure BOOK 2: VICTORIA ✓

Chapter 11

[Warning: Some scenes is not suitable for young readers. Please report any grammatical errors]

SIMOUN'S POV

AS MY TONGUE DIPPED into her luscious, wet folds, I thought I was losing my mind. I sniffed deeply, taking in the scent I knew I could never forget. It was Amber. Alam ko ang amoy na ito.  And as my tongue found her clit, her hips rolled against my face in a fashion that could only be her.

 Paano nangyari na sya si Amber but not at the same time? 

Gulong-gulo na ang utak ko. My skin prickled. I growled into her pussy as I slid my hands underneath her ass cheeks and lifted her to my face, slurping her down as her juices poured onto the tip of my tongue. Victoria—or whoever she was—was so hot. Too hot. Hotter than anything I had experienced. Her pussy scorched my face, and her skin sent tingles up and down my spine. I rutted against the bed, my cock dripping onto the satin sheets as my mouth opened to encompass the whole of her treasure.

 "Mr. Simoun! Yes!" 

I rolled her into me. I felt her juices dripping down my neck. She coated me, marking me as her own while my tongue lapped against her folds. She trembled. Clutched my hair. Dug her fingernails into my scalp and lost herself against my mouth. She bucked ravenously as her legs wrapped around my face, burying me farther into her wetness. 

"Simoun. Simoun. Oh shit. Oh yes. Please, don't stop. I'm so close. So close it hurts." 

Masyado siyang maingay kumpara kay Amber, pero ang amoy nila parehong-pareho. Pero alam ko ang amoy na ito, si Amber lang ang may ganitong amoy. I didn't know anything anymore. In the darkness of the room, the field had been leveled and Victoria was winning. I pressed my tongue hard against her clit and felt her grow taut. Her thighs clamped around my face, and she shook with a fiery passion. Juices sprayed onto my skin. I slid my tongue deep into her pussy. Her walls clamped around me as she choked on her own sounds while my cock dripped thick threads between my legs. 

Fuck. I was disgusting, and I loved every second of it. 

I rushed up her body, crashing my lips against hers. She reached down for my cock and stroked it, pulling a growl from my lips that fell down her throat. She licked her juices off my skin as she guided me into her body, and I spiraled into a frenzied state I could no longer control. 

I pounded into her hips. I jumped her body against mine. She clung to me for dear life, this Victoria-Amber concoction. Iniakyat ko ang tuhod ko sa kama habang siya ay ibinalot ang mga binti sa akin. Her pussy swallowed my cock whole and throbbed dangerously around my girth. Her juices dripped down my balls, her breath hot against my neck. I sucked on her lower lip and grabbed her wrists, pinning them above her head. 

"Sweet shit," mahinang sabi ko.

"Oh, Simoun."

 Iyon na yata ang pinaka mahina pero masarap sa tengang paraan ng pagtawag sa pangalan ko. Huminto ako kahit na alam kong magkadugtong ang mga pang upo namin. Hinihingal ako, nararamdaman ko ang mainit nyang paghinga. Possible ba iyon? Hindi ba ako nanaginip?

"Mr. Simoun? Gwen cha na?"
( Mr. Simoun. Are you okay?)

 My face fell to the crook of her neck as I groaned, but not out of pleasure.

 Frustration. Ito lang ang alam kong nararamdam ko ngayon.

I bit down into her skin, and she yelped. I released her wrists, and she grabbed on to my arms, digging her fingernails into my skin. I picked up the pace, pounding against her in anger. Bakit ba siya lumalayo? Bakit ba sya nagtatago? Bakit ayaw nya 'kong makasama?