Storm that was about to destroy my whole life.
He stayed still inside me, feeling my wall around his throbbing, hard cock. His lips were half parted, and he was looking at the sealing. Lost in ecstasy, just being inside me. My lips were parted too, and I felt him so deeply inside me. It's been so long. So long. I just couldn't express what I was feeling. It felt like bliss. I have realised it the hard way. In all these years, I kept saying no to everyone who wanted to be with me, only to have this moment with him once again. How should I say to him that my body never craved another man's touch? I always wanted him, even though I refused to believe it. My body only craved for him. My body became hot only for him. It only succumbed to his touch. Tears of pain, realisation, and ecstasy of pleasure from him just being inside me started to form in my eyes. The haze of alcohol in front of my eyes was completely cleared up. All my emotions made me feel so overwhelmed. I closed my eyes, and a tear mixed with emotions slid from the corner of my left eye. I felt a rough pad of his thumb slowly and gently wiping the corners of my eyes. I felt sparks all over my body when he did that. My eyes remained closed even though I felt him moving his upper body towards me. The warmth of his body seeped into my skin, making my cold skin feel it. His warm breath fanned on my skin. He took a deep breath in my scent before opening his mouth to ask for my permission.
“Should I move?'' he whispered over my lips, and my lips trembled slightly when he said that.
“Say it, doll. I won't move until you say it'' he whispered once again on my trembling lips when I said nothing. It made me remember my first time with him. He was a virgin like me. We were first to each other. I found it hard to believe it, but it was true. I was his, and he was mine. He had asked me the same thing that night, even though he was so badly throbbing inside me. Even though he was so hard, wanting to move so badly inside me, He kept waiting until I gave him my permission. More tears of mixed emotions formed in my eyes. This man was making me go crazy. I don't even know if he was purposely doing it. It reminds me of our first night together so badly. How could I believe that this man hates me when he remembered every word he said to comfort me a decade ago? He has always been so rough, so blunt, and so demanding. So arrogant and stubborn, but now he has decided to be a saint. My mind was crowded with so many thoughts. The turmoil inside me was rising with each thought. I took a deep, shaky breath. I decided to push them away and hold on to what I had today at this moment in my hands with a tight grip. The only truth I know at this moment is. He wants me, and I want him. Very badly.
"Please,” I whispered heavily over his lips. My walls have now adjusted to his large length. His hard cock throbbed when I gave him my permission. He took sharp, deep breaths before slowly starting to move inside me.
“Aaa'' I gasped loudly when he slowly started to move. I thought I had adjusted to his big length, but as soon as he started to move, it felt like he had grown even bigger.
"Hmm, fuck,” he moaned when my walls once again clenched around his big girth. He stopped moving. He was making me feel so full.
“I will cough now if you keep holding me so tightly,” he moaned over my half-parted lips. He slowly, once again, started to move.
“Fuck,” he said once, when I still kept holding him tightly. He cupped my cheeks, making me look into his ocean-blue eyes.
“Relax. I know it's been so long for you. Just relax, love,” he said, looking straight into my eyes. My eyes widened when he said that. He knew it. My face flushed even more. I should be saying that he is wrong. I have been with tons of guys, but no words fell out of my mouth. I just couldn't lie to him when he looked at me like that. As if I'm his whole world.
“We will do it slowly. Relax'' he said gently over my half-parted lips. He started pressing wet kisses all over my face. Erick Villian is not a guy whose fucks slowly. He wants it hard and fast, but he is still close to doing it slowly with me. I told you this man was doing something crazy. I don't know if the problem was the alcohol I drank, like parched women, or this man who was whispering sweet words to me. I don't know who the problem is. I took a deep, shaking breath and nodded my head slowly. He slowly, very slowly, started to move inside me. It felt like torture to me, but that was what my body needed to get adjusted to. He was throbbing so hard inside me. I don't know how he is controlling himself at this point.
"Fuck,” I cursed out, because I just couldn't take it anymore. He thrust deep inside me, making me roll my eyes. God, his slow yet sharp moments were making me go crazy. He was torturing both of us at this point. He grunted deeply when he slowly pulled himself out of me to the tip. I got scared, thinking he would pull it out completely. My hands immediately moved to his hips. Stopping him even before he could do it. I was so dripping wet from his torture. His face morphed into unknown emotions in his cold blue eyes when he saw me gasping and wanting him at the same time. I just can't come back anymore.
“Fuck me hard, Erick." His eyes became dark with desire because my words broke the chains of self-control he had been gripping. I found myself begging.
“Please”
Guys, if you want to keep reading this book for free, follow me here and on Instagram.
_______________________________________
A/N
Hey guys update for you all.
Let me know your thoughts in the comment section.
Read up to chapter 161, exclusive on Patreon.
The Nuptials of Convenience up to Chapter 118.
Vote, comment, and share.
YOU ARE READING
Bed of Nails
Romance"Get out," I said in a firm voice, but it shook a bit at the end. The muscles in his jaw tensed when I said that. Instead of getting out, he closed the door and started taking calculative predatory steps toward me. His eyes moved all over my length...
