Marrying The Guy I Hate

XXX: Please Pinch Me (Part 1/R18)

"You're the one I want to be with Melody."

The tenderness and longing in his eyes drowned Melody. Her heart trashes out of nervousness.

Soon, she was in the verge of tears. And she felt very stupid for being emotional because of him. Her lips quivered uncontrollably, she almost couldn't believe that Clarence is actually in front of her right now! She bit nervously on her lower lip, trying to hide how shivery it become just at the sight of him. However hard she tried, it seemed the way her legs wobble did not escape his notice as he abruptly stride towards her, worried for a moment, before enveloping her into a tight warm hug.

"I missed you."

His baritone voice soothed her ears making her knees even weaker than before, consumed by the urge to just softly melt into both the warm comfort of his chest and strong muscled arms.

Before she can even respond or even find her locomotor sense to hug him back, she felt his hand tilted her chin, quickly pressing his lips passionately against hers.

When he sucked at her lower lip she gasped, for it was as if he was sucking the soul out of her, successfully giving his tongue entrance to her mouth. She felt a gentle and guided nudge as he pushed her on the bed never breaking the kiss.

Lost in his kisses and lust, the next thing she knew was both of them were naked as his marvelous body sprawled above her.

She gasped yet again when he dove in, kissing and nibbling her neck until he reached the base sucking hard at her flesh as if he was marking her. And sure enough, with how enthusiastic he is with his mouth she bet there'd be a kiss mark left there for weeks.

His kisses moved down her chest as one of his hand found its way down to her moist mound. She felt his fingers circling on her now swollen sensitive knob. Tickling and playing with it sensuously. She shifted her hips and whimpered as she's electrocuted with pleasures from his fingers making magic to her clit.

"Spread your legs for me babe." His voice gentle yet hungry and she can only eagerly oblige.

"Holy shit!" she whimper-cried as she felt two fingers instantly and deliciously slide inside her, motioning in a come-hither, stroking expertly, perfectly hitting her sweet spot again and again.

Her breathing became more ragged at the sensational bliss. She felt herself become wetter and wetter, making lewd sloppy noises as his fingers moved faster, stroking harder into her G-spot while his mouth sucked hungrily on her nipple.

Melody closed her eyes as her senses went into over drive. Savoring the prowess of his fingers, not knowing where to turn her head because of the sensation. Everything Clarence was doing felt so fucking good! She wanted to praise him tell him how good he was, tell him never to stop.

Yet all she could say was "Oh God! Oh God!"

She grasped hard onto him hugging him tighter as she bucked her hips against his playful fingers. He was good! Really good at this! He flicked her insides with ruthless precision and she felt his warm tongue flick and made circles at her nipples before sucking it hard like he did to her neck. The pleasure he's giving her drove her insane, her toes curl, eyes rolled at the back of her head. He drove her high, she felt like flying. With her nails almost scraping his flesh, she came so hard she couldn't see or hear anything but her own pleasure, her body squirming under him with pure bliss.

When the drowning waves of her climax finally subsided she felt him pulled back, looking at her with his extraordinarily smug smile.

"You like that, babe? You'll like what I'm going to do to you next even more..."

He teased massaging the insides of her thighs as he positioned himself, lustfully eyeing her body up and down before landing his gaze back to her dripping cunt. She looked at his perfectly chiseled body with the same lust. His shaft stood there. Long, hard and thick. Throbbing. Just begging to be inside of her. Her mouth watered as she saw his hand grip the base and began to slowly stroke it, a bit of pre-cum forming at the tip. She licked her lips. Her entrance squelch and pounded joining the loud rhythm of her heart.