Warning: Those who don't want to read lemon, just read the first part of this chapter . The second part contains lemon.

Once they were inside his house, he slammed her body against the wall, burying his face in her neck and placing non-stop kisses on her jawline and collarbone. Mariam clutched to him, nails digging in his shoulder blades as she felt being lifted from the floor.

Everything was proving so overwhelming. The kisses were relentless. They were driving her crazy.

"Ozuma…"She moaned.

Ozuma didn't stop. He couldn't stop. He needed her, like right now! His hand that was gripping her long hair went past her, trailing over her body before finally slipping inside her skirt and stroking her inner thigh.
Mariam froze. Even Ozuma stopped, not lifting his face from her neck, breathing heavily.

Was he ready?

Was she ready?

The silence descended upon them like fog, ensnaring their senses with mixed emotions. Adrenaline rush coursing in their limbs. Fear of what would happen and what excitement awaits, halted them for a moment. Just for a moment.

But both of them knew that decision had to be made. Right now that is. Otherwise it would be too late.

Ozuma faced Mariam and observed her façade. Pressing his body against her, he said quietly;

"I want you Mariam" To emphasize his point, he grinded against her" You do realize that after this, things would be lot different"

Mariam let the words sank in. He was right. If she said yes, there would be no turning back. She will tumble in the unknown. And if she said no, she can go back to her haven. And forget that this ever happened.

But does she really want to go back to her sanctuary?

The answer was simple. All her life, she had been taught how to dress, how to talk, making her the individual what every rich lineage and household expected her to be.

She wasn't complaining. In fact Mariam was thankful for the life she was blessed with. But sometimes it felt like she was living the life of a prisoner. Wasn't allowed to do things that were deemed reckless. Sure jumping in tidal pools during high waves is reckless. But making love with someone is not! Especially not with that person to whom you were emotionally bonded.

He allowed her to be 'her'.

Yes, she admits it. Her soul, without any doubts had weaved threads with Ozuma. The last barrier was still standing. When it will fall, those threads will be sealed in one line, permanently marking them as one entity.

Gulping, Mariam looked down once more before capturing his lips in searing kiss.

Ozuma groaned in approval at her decision. The last barrier finally came crashing down.

*Lemon starts

One moment they were in hallway. And in next, they were now in bedroom. Ozuma dumped Mariam's body on the bed, before climbing over her and kissing her again.

The room was dark, except for the moonlight which managed to come from the gap between curtains, giving the space a soft effect.

The need for air became urgent, but none of them cared. It felt like it wasn't enough. They needed each other like water.

"Gah!..." Mariam gasped. The minute she said yes, things rose to a whole new level. Each kiss, each touch, each grope lighted her skin in times. It was so prodigious.

While she was gaining breath, Ozuma found the zip to her skirt, zipping it down with swiftness. He tossed it aside, now reaching for her blouse, unbuttoning it with ease. She was now only in skimpy black bikini and lace panties. The sight of her in those garments made him lick his lips.

He leaned forward, aiming to unclasp her bra when a hand stopped him. He looked up to see Mariam smirking at him.

"Your turn now!"

Ozuma smiled; Fair enough. He got hold of his shirt but stopped. A sudden idea clicked. He glanced at the temptress and asked in a husky voice;

"Mind doing the honors?"

Mariam raised her eyebrow, but nevertheless she agreed to volunteer him, tugging out his shirt from the jeans. While helping him undress, Ozuma stole kisses. He kissed on her lips, her cheeks, breaking her concentration.

"Would you stop it?" Mariam rasped out, flustering" Let me…"

'He is teasing me! That moron!'

Ozuma grinned. He ran his fingers on her cleavage. That was the final straw.

Mariam, with an angry shout straddled him on the bed, so now he was lying while she was arching above him.

"You know very well not to mess with me when I am working on something!" Mariam snarled in low voice.

The twin shaded guy watched her fuming with amusement. His eyes travelled over her and it made him go hard. She was leaning over him, almost naked. Lust blinded him.

Mariam was about to say something but it was cut off, when Ozuma kissed her harshly.

'Enough with talking…..' he thought.

Ozuma wrapped his arms around Mariam, running his hands all over her body. He squeezed at her curves, making her moan in kiss. Hands faintly trembling he unclasped her bra, slipping it off her body. The insides of Mariam jolted as she felt her nipples touching his sculpted chest. She sighed when Ozuma cupped her breast, lightly twisting his fingers on her areole.

The guy watched his girlfriend sighed in pleasure. She was simply enchanting.

Ozuma shifted so now he was in top. He was going to enjoy each and every minute. He kissed her hard before going down, running his tongue on her neck.

He then wrapped his lips around her nibble. Mariam groaned, arching. Demanding him to take more of her in his mouth.

He obliged her request, while at the same time gently massaging her other breast. He then switched places, giving equal attention to her twin.

Mariam was in ecstasy. She buried her hands in his hair, as if to make him sink in hers.

When done, Ozuma kissed on the spot between her breasts. He ran his mouth on her flat stomach but paused.

Just on the side of her stomach, there was this red mark in shape of 'X'. It looked like an old bruise healed.

"Mariam what's this?" Ozuma asked, rubbing his hand on the mark. Unlike the rest of the skin which was smooth like silk, this was rough.

"This?" Mariam balanced herself on her elbows" Oh this is an injury I got back when I was like 3 years old"
"From where?"
"I don't remember. I was very little"

There was silence for a while. Mariam bit her bottom lip. Was he disgusted by that mark?

"What are you thinking?" she asked, almost afraid.

"I am thinking…does it still hurt?" Ozuma replied.

The girl's eyes widened. He was thinking the complete opposite.

"No it doesn't…..not now anymore"
"I am glad" Ozuma murmured before placing his lips on the mark and placing a soft kiss on it.

His hands ventured near her panties and were surprised to find them soaking wet; so sensitive. He glimpsed at Mariam and found she was blushing quite hard.

"Someone's is very excited tonight"
"No kidding" Mariam mumbled in mortification.

Ozuma smiled. He came near her lips and whispered.

"Relax…I will not judge you, my addiction. My beautiful addiction" And with that, he slipped off her panties. She was now completely naked.

Ozuma stopped breathing. Words wouldn't be enough to describe her. She was that beautiful.

He now became more daring, fingering her clitoris. The walls closed around his fingers, practically making her scream in pleasure.

A few blood drops came on his fingers. She needed to be loosen up.

Mariam breathed fast, eyes closed. That fingering satisfied her. She wondered what would happen if he entered her? Probably make her land cloud 9.

Ozuma crawled back to her making her open her eyes. His hair was standing in spikes due to sweat and his eyes were lidded, swimming in lust. He looked sexy.

Ozuma pulled Mariam towards him, massaging her calves.

"It's going to hurt for a while…..but it will pass" he said.

The blue haired girl nodded. She can do this. If others can, why can't she not? The guy took off his boxers, his manhood now pressing upon her thigh. At this the girl blushed. Her brain was telling her to be reasonable, but she doesn't have the guts to look down.

However her questioning was tossed out when Ozuma kissed her. During that midst, she felt pain. Sharp pain as though someone was ripping her apart. She screamed in his mouth.

Ozuma cursed himself as he broke through her barrier. The scream in his mouth and digging of her nails in his back, told him she was in pain. He didn't want her to suffer.

He broke the kiss when he was fully inside her. He watched his girlfriend catch her breath. Tears were glistening in her eyelashes which he kissed them away.

Mariam opened her eyes when she felt a pair of lips brushing her lids.

"I am sorry" he whispered.
"It's okay…." She whimpered.

He started moving, slowly at first before picking up the pace. He groaned in her neck. Jeez, She was so tight!

Mariam clutched to him, scratching his back and the base of his neck. He was huge!

They couldn't hold off any longer. Passion amounted over them like waves. Screaming each other names, they came together. The thread was finally sealed.

Mariam was drained. She vaguely felt Ozuma covering her up with covers. A set of arms wrapped around her torso, bringing her closer to the heated body.

Sleep invaded her. However before slumbering, she heard him coo to her.

"Go to sleep…my addiction"

'And you are mine…..' The girl thought, before dozing off.

The end

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And those who read the lemon;

How was it? was it good or bad? :3

Not my first time writing the lemon. Though if you talk about explicit details, this certainly was. I have to admit, writing smut about them was kind of difficult cause both of them are quite complex characters.

Sheez i envy ladydiamond92 *_*...she writes their intimacy with such ease and grace :D