Chapter 10 – Paying The Price Part 3
R.P.O.V
I stared at him. At what I had done to him, and I knew that there were no words for what I had done. There was no excuse. I just had to deal with it. Everyone had left, and it was just Moses and I. I had no idea what to say, so I just stared at him.
He looked me with cold, indifferent eyes, and I knew that he wanted me to do something. I closed my eyes before speaking.
"What is it you want?"
The tone of his voice sent shudders through me, and the words that he spoke made me feel dead inside. "You are going to make love to me, and then, you are going to renounce me as your right hand, and let me leave. Free."
I finally looked at him, and I knew in that moment, that I would do anything for him. That I loved him with all my heart, with my soul, and because he had asked this of me, I would do it, no questions asked.
I stood, and walked over to him, not breaking our eye contact until I was finally in front of him. I bent my head and I kissed him, our tongues and lips sliding together. I pulled him closer, being careful not to hit or touch his bruises.
After a while we pulled apart, panting, and I carefully but skilfully removed his clothing. Soon, we were both naked, and I couldn't get enough.
Moses was clearly aroused, as was I, and I knew that this would be the best sex I had had in my life, and would ever have. I pulled him back to me, our penises rubbing together in the process, making us both moan.
I bent and started to place little kisses along his neck and collarbone, slowly moving downwards until I was kneeling in front of him.
M.P.O.V
Ramses knelt in front of me, and I felt a wave of passion pass through me, and I wanted to see what he would do next. I gasped as I felt his warm wet mouth cover my penis, and take me in all the way to the base. I felt his hand grip my ball sack and squeeze lightly. I moaned, before thrusting lightly into his mouth, before he started to release me slowly, running his tongue along my underside.
I gasped, and again he took me deep into his mouth. But it ended all too soon, as he let me go with a small 'pop'. I felt his hands on my shoulders, and soon, we were both lying on the ground, Ramses lying on top of me. I felt him spread my legs, before his warm tongue left a circle of moisture around my pucker. I felt his finger enter me, and I hated to the feeling of being stretched, but when he started moving it, all I could feel was pleasure.
He added another finger, and repeated the process, and then a third, until I was finally ready for him. I felt him climb back on top of me, and lie in between my legs, his penis nudging my entrance. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and my legs around his waist as he slowly started to push into me.
Soon, he was sheathed inside of me, and all I could see and feel was him. He pulled out, and pushed back in, setting a rhythm, and I met him thrust for thrust. The pace increased, and as he hit my special spot, all I saw was white. I
I felt his hand reach in between us, and start to palm my own hard penis, pulling in time with the thrusts, until his came inside me, coating my walls, and my cum coating his hand.
I loved him. But I had to get away from him. Putting a mask over my feelings, I pushed him away from me, making him pull out of me, leaving me feeling empty. But I stood, grabbed my clothes, and walked out of the hall, leaving Ramses behind me. I didn't turn back as I closed the door behind me.
I ran to my room, only just making it before the tears started to fall.