Forbidden Love [BxB]

Chapter 31

*Trigger warning: Mature scene*
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My eyes widened, locked on Parsa's face as his eyes glimmered in the dim room. "N-No-" Denial caught up in my throat as a wave of anxiety washed over me.

Parse chuckled, his gaze smug as his right hand moved to my waist, then glided down the left side of my hip, giving it a gentle, possessive squeeze. "Is that so...," he paused, his smirk widening. "No one has ever put it in there?"

I shifted to my left side, burying my face into the pillow; my cheeks flushed with embarrassment as I nodded in response. There was no use in denying it - Parsa had always been a quick-witted guy.

Parsa lay down on his side, positioning himself close behind me once more, slipping his left arm underneath me, holding my upper body close. "Fine," I flinched as Parsa whispered calmly, "I don't like to play light, but I'll show you some mercy tonight."

I turned my head towards him, my voice thick with confusion. "What do you m-mean?"

Upon tugging my shorts down, Parsa responded, "Your thighs are enough for now."

My heart raced against my chest, my muscles tensing in response to feeling exposed. I clutched Parsa's left arm crossed over my chest, my nails digging into his skin nervously as Parsa took out his manhood and slipped it between my thighs. I shouldn't have mentioned his erection in the first place... With his right hand around my waist, he rubbed his shaft against my bare skin; his warm ragged breath tinged the top of my head as he moved back and forth causing me to shut my eyes, feeling flustered.

The heat in my lower body increased as I got aroused, forcing me to bite my lips desperately, trying not to let my voice out. "Hng!"

Parsa lifted his head, his gaze locked in mine as his left hand firmly gripped my jaw. "Don't hold back your moans..." he murmured, a firm yet gentle command in his voice.

Following that, he leaned low to kiss my neck and bit into my right ear. A soft moan escaped my lips in surprise as his right hand slipped into my underwear. Looking down anxiously, I could feel his strong fingers wrapping around my manhood. "Ngh."

Isn't he disgusted?... Furrowing my eyebrows in wonder, he thrust between my thighs and rubbed my manhood in a synchronized rhythm. "...Ahh..." The whirlwind of my thoughts seemed to vanish as I was pushed to the edge, unable to think straight.

The room's temperature seemed to rise as we became lost in our desires, causing our breaths to become quicker and more labored than usual. Parsa's grip on me tightened as I felt myself approaching the peak.

Once we both found release, Parsa reached for some tissues and cleaned himself up. He handed me some when I lay on my back on the bed, my gaze fixed on the ceiling as I still panted for air. What have I done?... Once the fog of pleasure lifted, a sense of self-consciousness crept in; I then grabbed the tissues shyly, discreetly wiping myself before quickly pulling my shorts back up.

Parsa casually rose from the bed and strode into the bathroom, leaving me for a moment alone with my thoughts. I sat up on the bed, hugging my knees to my chest; my mind was a tangle of mixed emotions. My right thumb gently grazed my lips, its touch stirring a complicated sense within me. The lingering warmth between my legs and my racing heart remained while I sat there motionless for a few minutes. Why did I do it?... With him?... Out of all people... I sighed as I lowered my head in frustration. Why did he kiss me?... Why would he jerk me off?... Resting my forehead on my knees, I exhaled deeply. Is he playing with me or is he-

I looked up as I heard the bathroom door click open, and Parsa walked back to the bed, collapsing face-down onto the covers with a sigh of relief. "Now I can sleep..." he mumbled into the pillow, his words barely audible.