Loveless contract (Sidnaaz)

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38- Set In fire (2)

Sid pov

Before I complete my examination, she closed her thighs, making me furious.

“Move them apart!” I said in a serious tone. Her eyes are still closed, not responding to my words.

“Will you obey, or shall I do it myself” she opened her eyes, making a scary face. Next minute she will cry, melting me, spoiling my whole night plans.

“No, a tear!! If you again cry I will not go out “ I said in angry. She rolled her eyes away from me and moved her legs a little. I pulled her chin to look into my eyes.

“Don’t be so shy, I’m the one for you and you’re mine!! Just loosen up yourself and enjoy the night.” I said kissing her face. She smiled at me. I folded her twin, making her moan for me. I pinched her and pulled her tits a little. She screamed in pain.

“Did it pained more?” I asked in a husky tone, teasing her. I know that’s so harsh... She likes it soft, but I want it hot. She moved her hands to my front and pinched my chest with her little fingers, scratching her nails on me. I winced a little.

“It’s pleasure, hubby!” She chuckled, slapping the marked area on my chest. Oh, God!! Dangerous!

“I can heal it for you,” I said, kissing her twins gently, reducing her pain. She moaned in pleasure as I sucked on them.

“Can you heal me?” I whispered with a naughty grin. Her eyes widened with my unexpected challenge.

“The one who can’t heal shouldn’t give pain” I taunted in my sarcastic tone, provoking her. She moved on her back and pushed me aside, getting up. She leaned to me and kiss my chest over the marks. Her hot lips gave a strong shiver. I just can’t hold myself. I flipped her back on the bed, pinning her hands over her head and parting her legs with my knee.

“Don’t... “ I ignored her pleading and lowered my face towards my honey pot. I licked her thighs. When my tongue touched that soft, soft skin, she shuddered. My tongue slowly worked its way toward her center. I blew softly on her lips. They were wet, red, and swollen. My tongue reached out and traced a path along her lips. She moaned aloud.

I was suddenly aware of her eyes on me. Naughty girl!! She liked it. She was watching intently as I licked her lips. I lifted her hips a little more with my shoulders. Now I could work on her mold with my mouth and look at her face at the same time. Our eyes locked in a look of passion, as my mouth took hold of one of her lips and I licked it, sucked on it, softly nibbled on it.

She was moaning now. My tongue slid deeply into her, and a cry escaped her lips. I replaced my tongue with a finger. She screamed in pain. I should be slow. She is a virgin. I pressed my finger deep in, holding for a few seconds. I gently started moving it in and out, giving her pleasure. I was exploring her walls with my finger while my mouth sucked her lips, and then my tongue worked around the edges of her clit. I wanted her high, and I wanted her to stay there.

She was watching me with passion-glazed eyes, her hips moving to meet the rhythm of my fingers. I tasted her sweetness. Her hip movements became more frenzied, her eyes closed, her head moving side to side. She was on the verge of a powerful orgasm; too soon, as far as I was concerned. I slowed my assault on her pity little hole.

Her eyes were open again, and this time I brightened the light to have a much better view of her. She was looking at me with her mouth open, an astonished smile on her face. She was gasping from her near-orgasm experience.

“What....what are you doing to me?” She panted in between her moans as I brought her to an edge again, again only to back off. Again and again, I did it. Each time, her level of arousal seemed to increase. Her face in the throes of passion is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. By now, her hands were on my head, pulling me into her. I pulled her knees up to her chest; her lips were wide open, welcoming, and demanding for more.

God, I loved her. I sucked her clit between my lips, licking it with the flat of my tongue. I inserted a second finger into her and worked her G spot. I heard her screaming. Her entire body arched off of the bed. She was still screaming; I felt her walls clenching tightly around my fingers, her thighs clamping around my ears, her hands pulling my head to her middle.

I kept up the pressure, forcing her orgasm to higher and higher. Her arms were suddenly fluttering in the air, her eyes rolled back in her head. Finally, she went completely limp, no longer able to actively participate in her own seduction. I kept gently eating her, avoiding her clitoris. Her eyes were barely open, but she continued to watch the assault on her. Before long, I could feel her starting to respond again.

I enjoyed making her tired. I won’t be taking her virginity tonight. It gonna be more special. She should welcome me to take her. This is just a trailer honeymoon. I stored a lot of surprises. She gonna have all sleepless nights.

She reached out to me, beckoning me upwards. I took her hand and worked my way up her body. Our lips met, even though my face was totally covered in her erotic juices.

We kissed for a long time, gazing into each other’s eyes. I held her in my embrace for minutes afterward. Her eyes were closed as I kissed her neck, her cheeks, her eyelids, and finally her lips. At last, her eyes opened, and the sides of her mouth curled up into an exhausted, blushing smile.

I thought I heard her whisper, “Made me breathless, monster!”

“I haven’t done yet!” I whispered, caressing her twins.

“Nooo, not today... I’m tired” she said in an exhausted tone. I can feel it. She is dripping in her own sweet and her thighs are messy with my saliva mixed with her juices. My monster is swollen, begging for realize.

“Will you help me if I let you relax?” I asked with a smile, moving my hand down to her mold. She jolted, thinking I’m resuming my job.

“Will do anything!! Let me sleep now” she pouted. I moved between her legs and adjusted down there. She looked in confusion. I parted her legs high and moved in joining my shaft with her lips. It felt heaven. Just a tiny material of my boxer is acting as a barrier. It doesn’t matter to me for now. I ended up messing my boxer and scaring her. She got scared seeing me groaning in pleasure.

“Did I hurt you?” She asked in a scary face.

“No...” I panted, lying beside her. She gently wiped my sweat from my forehead with her hand.

“Are you alright?” She asked in concern, leaning over me. My sleeping monster may wake up again.

“Come, I will explain having a shower,” I said picking her up from the bed. I carried her to the bathroom and landed her under the shower, turning the warm water on. I nuzzled her with soap, taking my time to feel her every inch. She was all red with my hickeys while blushing. I rubbed her thighs, not touching her mold. I moved my fingers high, parting her lips. All of a sudden, she pushed me back. My legs slipped on the marble, and I fell down, hurting my back.