Maven and Adrianna were born on opposite sides of a century-old feud-two scions of rival dynasties steeped in pride, power, and revenge. He's fire. She's ice. Their worlds were never meant to merge, yet fate orchestrates their collision with unrelen...
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Harder
Maven began to pound on me harder, faster, rougher, his hips grinding, pinning me down that it had shaken my entire world as waves and waves of release shattered my coherent thought.
He moaned as he buried his face at the side of my neck, breathing me in. He grinded against me some more, working on a pace, every thrust hitting the right spot as I met him halfway, making my eyes rolled back to its socket.
I thought he was nearing his own release as I felt him jerking inside of me but suddenly, he jolted back, pulling himself out.
I sat up on my elbow, feeling disoriented and bewildered on what happened. His manhood was still pulsating between his thighs, hard as a steel and was dripping of his own cum.
Cursing underneath his breath as he ran his fingers through his hair, he said "I think I lost a couple of neurons right there" Still breathing hard, he added "I forgot to put on a condom"
Shit
I froze, feeling like a bucket of ice had been poured on my naked skin, prickling, completely dispelling the high of the moment. It sobered me up when that realization sunk in.
We both forgot. We, both adults in their right consensual mind, lawyers-to-be, top of their a-game, could memorize countless codal provisions, freaking forgot.
We were both so caught up in the heat of the moment that we had forgotten such minuscule yet most arsenal thing. He hadn't cum inside of me but still, I couldn't believe it, the rational part of my brain yelping at me for being irresponsible.
"If you're worried, I'm clean. I swear, It had only been you" He sat beside me, the bed bearing his weight as his fingers began tracing my collarbone. "Only you that I rode bare. I'm usually careful"
I licked the top of my lip, digging for the right words to say at that moment, "We will just have to be more extra careful next time"
In the end, we did try. Week after week, Maven would be away for five days for Ilocos and then he would be back at Serendra in next two days, all for my self. The time was usually spent by catching up while he was away, mostly, catching up meant wild monkey sex for us.
His insatiable appetite lately had been tripled, if not doubled. I think the only time we were not tangled under the sheet was when we take a bath.
Hah!
Who was I kidding anyway? I was in my shower when he came up behind me. Under the dripping waters on my shower, I whirled around, squinting at him but not before I felt him pushing me on the glass wall of my shower, his hand squeezing my breast from behind while his other hand, fisted on my hair, tilting my head back.
My lips parting, mouth agape when I felt his tongue on my throat, licking the dripping waters from there before nipping it with his teeth. He wrapped my wrists together in one large hand and pressed it against the glass wall, just above my head. I didn't protest when I saw his wild eyes reflecting from the glass-- wild eyes staring intensely on me—as we were now both dripping wet.
