Suzanne the Were Witch (COMPLETE)

Chapter 22

I pulled him up and kissed him as my hand yanked his hair, he groaned and pressed his erection on my stomach. I reached down and grabbed his penis stroking it as he groaned making me more wet, I could feel his precum at his tip as I rubbed it.

I flipped him over, kissing and biting his nipples, he grabbed my hair pulling me up to meet his kiss and his hands went down and grabbed my ass, I groaned as he hand touched my wet core.

We broke the kiss and breath heavily as he flipped me over again, his penis hovering over my entrance and slammed hard into me. I winced, and closed my eyes tight trying to shut out the pain from the intrusion.

He froze above me and wiped out the tear that slipped my eyes unnoticed. I felt him slipping out but stopped me with my hand on his arm.
"Give me....give me a minute....to adjust," I said with my eyes still closed and took laboured breaths.

I opened my eyes to meet his looking down at me with guilt, I smiled at him and he sighed in relief. He began to move slowly and great pleasure replaced the pain.

"More...," I panted as he increased his pace and my hips went up to meet his hard thrusts.
We moaned as we both met out release and he collapsed on the bed, pulling me close to him and kissed my temple as we both fell asleep. 

The first stirring panic seized my heart as I woke up to find myself naked with an arm draped over my waist. I looked for the face the arm belonged to and saw Tyler's handsome face sleeping peacefully on my bed. Memories flooded my brain as I recalled what transpired between us few hours ago. I looked out of my window realizing its evening.

I tried freeing myself from his iron grip on my waist. I luckily escaped and took a step towards the bathroom then winced feeling sore.

"What's wrong?" He asked behind me, his voice hoarse from sleep. I felt embarrassed and bare, literally. I didn't turn back or answer him, I just stood there frozen.

I felt him beside me as he spoke, "I hurt you didn't I?" He sighed and place his hands on my shoulders making me feel all fuzzy. "Am sorry, I didn't know you were a virgin....still I should have been careful....fuck say something please,"

He came in front of me, I covered my breasts with my hands. He ran his hands through his hair and ask me, "Do you have regrets?" He asked his voice laced with pain.

My eyes snapped up to meet his, "No!" I said frantically.
"I don't, it was perfect but am not comfortable with us having a conversation naked,"

"Oh," he said and smiled."Since you viciously tore my clothes I have no choice do I?" He teased touching my cheek. I blushed and looked away, he shifted, took his clothes in his mouth, I opened the door for him and he left.

First things first.

Where is that fucking bathrobe?