So here's the second chapter. It's quite long. I was about to post it yesterday but decided against it since it didn't contain enough lemon for my taste. LOLzzz
So here it is people! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Never would I own ZK.
Her head feels light but her body feels different, almost weird different. She remembered sleeping with the sky almost lightening up and now she wakes up with the sky peeping orange again. It seems that she had wasted one whole day. Or was it? She stretched up her arms. Unlike the way she woke up the last time, this time she's completely aware of what happened before sleep pulled her to dream land. She can still vividly feel his touches in fact on her skin. As a matter of fact just thinking about it again is already sending shivers to her whole body.
As she stretched her arms she found herself right on the middle of the bed, both her sides were empty. She shook her head as she rose up from the bed. It was clear that there was someone who slept beside her as the pillow on her right is indented as a sign that a head lay there. As she was musing to herself she then smelled food creeping and teasing her nose and that made her realize all of a sudden that she haven't had anything to eat since yesterday morning. She was about to fling her legs down on the floor when the blanket that was covering her completely fell off from her body. She was naked. Even the brassiere that she remembered not being taken off from her was also gone. She blushed at the thought of being stripped by him while she sleeps.
Tapping her own face as if to remove all embarrassment she stood up clutching the blanket close to her body. She hurried to her closet and grabbed whatever clothes she managed to touched. She peeped outside her door and watched her own house for a second. She now clearly hears the sizzling sound of something being fried from her kitchen though she can't see anyone there as the leaving room blocked her view. After making sure that she wasn't notice she ran for the washroom. Panting and scuffing she closed the door with the littlest sound as possible. Locking the door securely she peeled away the blanket that she used to cover her body. As she opened the shower door she soon found the tiles to be wet and smelling like fresh suds of soap.
"He took a bath?" She asked herself. Now she really knows that she doesn't know anything after all about the robots that Kronos are selling. She remembered putting 'tidy and neat' as one of the necessary traits that she wants her boyfriend to have. She also asked for her boyfriend to know how to cook. It was the only three characteristic that she asked specifically. She didn't ask for loving or jealous or anything like that and certainly she didn't ask for her boyfriend to be incredibly good in bed but somehow these robots are more than what they seem. Truly, she can now understand why those women had to share their experiences, it was indeed mind boggling.
She turned the tap on and let the water warm up before finally letting the shower spray all over her. Every now and then as she washed her body she would find small red marks sprayed onto her body especially on her collar bones and right on the cleavage. They were almost one on top of the other and yet each one makes her smile in a very weird way that makes her hot all of a sudden. She was taking her time to wash that she almost jumped and slipped on the tile had not she grasped the soap rack when a knock was heard from the bathroom door. She yelped as she loose her footing before finally being able to stand properly again.
"Are you okay over there?" He pounded the door a little louder. She couldn't find her voice to answer and just stared blankly through the foggy shower door. Then he stopped calling and the next thing she knew the door burst open and her shower door violently sliding on the side. A huffing hunk faced her with a worried and panicked look on his face and still naked.
"I-I'm okay." She answered in an almost whisper like voice as she tried to cover even a bit of her body from his eyes that were scanning her. She knows that he wasn't looking at her with any malice. He was obviously checking for any injury and once he finally satisfied himself that she wasn't hurt or anything that's when he noticed that she was covering her body.
He smirked at her.
She gaped at him.
What was that smirk all about?
"You don't have to hide anything that I've already seen." He said with that smirk still plastered on his face. He then reached out his arms and with that length he immediately pulled me close to him. "I've seen every inch of this creamy skin." He pulled my waist closer with one hand while the other one traced my shoulders like how his tongue licked them earlier.
That small gesture immediately started to heat me up. I felt like a complete pervert when I closed my eyes and waited for him to do more. I relished the warmth of his touch and the feel of her toned body pressing against me. He lifted me up from the tub with one arm while the other for a second moved away. What she felt against her skin next was a soft towel. He rubbed her hair dry just like a little kid. When her head emerged from the toweling he was clearly smiling.
"Lift you arms," he commanded. She followed without even thinking and he gently patted her arms dry trailing down her shoulders. He gave her shoulders a little massaged before going down. He stopped right on top of her breast and grinned.
"These two needs extra attention later," he was obviously teasing her as he gave them a gentle squeeze that sends her up on her toes. When his hands went lower she knew that she had to wake up or else more precious time would be spent doing 'that'.
Well to be honest it wasn't such a bad idea but she has a faint notion that her body isn't quite ready for another heart exercise.
"I can do it myself." I was amazed to hear myself not stuttering.
"Very well." He made a slight shrugged before draping the towel on my shoulder while make it a point that his hands touched my bare skin. "I've got dinner ready. Enough to store ourselves some energy." He winked at me as he stood and leaned on the wall.
My bathroom isn't the biggest one you would see. Though he moved a bit and though I stepped back we were still just a couple of steps away. And with him watching me so intently it was nerving to make my every move.
"Would you mind stepping outside so I can properly do this?" I should have at least made my voice a little more convincing but instead I sounded so half-assed.
"I would like to watch you." He said nonchalant.
As if having him watch me wasn't enough he's clearly standing there naked too. It was completely insane. We were like two perverted person under a roof. And worse is that I don't even feel as bad as how I should be about it. I mentally slapped my own head with the on going craziness happening to me. Barely 24 hours of having him with me and I'm already thinking like a lewd girl. My god what would people think of me?
I reached out for my clothes just to realize that I didn't grab any underwear earlier. Really now!
She didn't have any time to walk around unclothed. She had spent the longest time ever her whole life without wearing anything and she doesn't plan to do it any longer. She quickly pulled the shirt over her head and wore the pants as quickly too. Though feeling a bit uncomfortable she let herself be clothed that way just until she gets to her own room safely and not being seduced.
"Oh! Though I'd rather see you unclothed, knowing that you're not wearing anything under that is also not too bad." He grinned at me and for Pete's sake why did I blush with that?
I was speechless, seriously I think I'm getting dumber by the minute.
"Ready for dinner then?" He asked when I didn't say a word. I just gave a nod at him and he stepped in closer. I almost backed up but found the toilet bowl behind me enabling me to move any further. But there wasn't really no need to move away since he only grabbed the towel from me and neatly put it back to the rack. "Let's go." He smiled at me before leading the way out of the bathroom. He completely looked comfortable moving around the house. Thinking how long he must have been awake I asked whether he slept at all. It was also amazing how he carelessly move about still butt naked like that.
Well, what can she expect he is a robot right? It is my fault that he's walking in my house in that super toned and gorgeous oh so yummy body that I would pounce any second possible. I quickly averted my eyes away from his butt that seem to have dimples and are grinning at her.I unconsciously looked to where the windows are and sighed to find the curtains draped close.
"Y-you…," he looked at me upon hearing me speak. "You should wear something." I finally managed to say.
"You don't like me like this?" He had her head bent sideways as he looked at me innocently, a total contrast to his seducing words earlier.
"Y-you'll catch a cold." I murmured.
"Huh?" It was understandable when he leaned closer to me to hear what I said. But I had my head bowed down so immediately it was his member that centered on my focus. I violently swing my head away to a different direction hoping to avoid the gaze that would immediately soon know the reason for my crimson face.
"I said you'll catch a cold. It's still cold." Her lips were pouting as she continued to look away while discreetly moving away. He didn't answer her but just eyed her curiously. "Whatever! If you don't want to put clothes on it's up to you." Besides he's a robot, how on earth can he catch a cold?
I walked past him and he just followed me. As he was following closely behind me I know that he's wearing that amused smile. Though she hasn't clearly seen it she knows that it would be another fatal blow for her when she set eyes on it. She stopped midway through the kitchen. The sight of the table just knocks her dumb.
It was set lavishly. She can't even remember owning such plates and cutlery. Even the table cloth where foreign to her.
"Where on earth did you get all this?" She muttered more to herself upon closing the space between her and the table. The smell of delicious food wafts through her nose and her stomach grumbled accordingly.
"Eat before asking questions." He said as he appeared at the back of on of the chairs. He pulled it without a sound as looked at her. It was a hilarious sight. No, it was a breath taking sight. A naked man pulling a chair like a perfect gentleman.
'Perfect gentleman and naked doesn't really seem to fit together with this setting.' Now with better light she can see what he had only felt last night. His whole body looked so different from the time he was not moving. The rippling muscle from every movement he makes is a thing of beauty. The way his arms move is just so graceful that she can't take her eyes off of them. As he leaned to put food on her plate she watched his long neck stretch in front of her. If was a delectable sight as she find it hard to figure which was more appealing at the moment, the sumptuous food or the gorgeous man across her.
When she finally looked up she's met with his grinning lips.
"Like what you see?" He asked confidently.
Hell broke lose! She nodded.
He broke into a laugh. It was like hearing angels as his laugh was so genuine and teeming with wholehearted joy from what he got as an answer.
He placed his elbow over the table and leaned his chin on his hands. "Well, I really meant to have you eat since I know you're hungry but if you keep looking at me like that I might really opt to feed my own hunger." She blushed at the meaning of his words.
She's definitely hungry but food will always be there while sooner or later she might wake up from this dream and lose him in a blink of an eye.
He was smiling at her again.
"Nah, eat first. I told you we have a lot of time to do all stuff. Our first priority is getting you all healthy." He sounded like a happy boy as he started forking his food gracefully.
It was a delicious act as how his mouth opened and chewed the food. He never removed his eyes on her and so did she. They just watched each other, him in just that amused look while hers was something close to worship. "Eat a lot, you'll need it."
She just nodded and ate the food. Twice or thrice her fork would miss her mouth as she won't take off her eyes away from him. It doesn't seem to bother him a bit at all and as if taking great pleasure at this he would make it a point to lick his lips in complete act of seduction. She knows that seduction on its own doesn't work as well as with the person being seduced had every intention to be lured in the first place and that was their obvious set up. She wouldn't understand why he kept doing it even with the full knowledge that she would gladly toss all the food away and jumped at him there and then. Putting fuel to fire to almost an uncontrollable state, it's as if that is his target.
But then again she started to think. This man, the man who came out of a box which she bought from the internet is clearly owning her, turning the tables at her completely and without effort. This same man who can't really be called a man if she hadn't felt the steamy hotness and flesh that couldn't have been owned by cyborg is but a product of science, electrical at that. Aside from her burning desire for him there's also a fervent curiosity in her head on how real he could feel, how human like he can act, and how deliciously he could eat! Ah yes, that too! He's obviously chewing real food with her.
"H-hey!" She stuttered a bit as she call for his attention. His eyes were obviously wandering over her chest now as if he could clearly see what's under it without fail.
"Hmm?" He wore that grin again as if not feeling any embarrassment from an obvious act of randiness.
"How come you're eating?" I pointed out at the food.
He just shrugged after pausing for a second or two. "I'm shaped like a human I might as well be programmed to function as a human." He said as-a-matter-of-factly way.
"Makes sense," I murmured as I continued to eat. I noticed after that he stopped eating soon after that.
"Are you done?" I asked.
"It's not a must." I took a big gulped when he stood up and his full body catering for my eyes. Peas and carrots fell off my mouth when I gaped at him. He strutted along the kitchen making it look much smaller than it already is. I tried to continue eating but it was the next thing before impossible. While I was fighting crazily inside my head whether to stare or not to stare he came back to the table holding out a small saucer of pudding topped with whipped cream and grated nuts.
"What the heck?" I was astounded and completely confused. "Where the hell did you get all of this?" I pushed myself away from the table and stood up causing my knife and fork toppling noisily on my plate.
"You like pudding." He said, again with that all knowing voice.
"H-hold on!" I raised my hand up on the air and tried hard to focus. "Can you just please answer my question?"
I was starting to have headaches.
"Are you okay, love?" He placed the saucers over the table and moved closer to me but my hand just blocked him and pushed him away from me.
"Don't go near me. I can't think with you breathing on my skin." I said admittedly.
"What's wrong?" He asked not minding the last statement that I said.
"It's you. There's something wrong here!" I exclaimed. "Y-you, weren't you suppose to be the one crazy for me? Not the other way around! And how the hell you prepared everything, where did you get all of this? Did you go out and bought everything? Where'd you get the money? Did you go out naked? What the hell!" With all that said I was confused all the more.
"I'm crazy for you! And it's good to hear that you feel the same. No, that's great." He answered as if that was the only thing I said completely ignoring all the other questions. "We're matched perfectly then, aren't we?" He smirked quite pleased.
"Shut up!" I screamed. "What the hell's wrong with you? Are you defective or something?"
"I'm in perfect condition, love. Perfect and ready for you any time." He winked at me. I was getting pissed, really pissed. He was either avoiding my question with all his charming actions or he just doesn't give a damn to whatever I say aside from anything regarding about shiver, lust, and quiver.
"DON'T CALL ME LOVE!" I was shouting my lungs out at him who continued to seem unfazed by my outburst. "I don't even freaking know you!"
"Give me a name then." He moved in closer to me. "Give me a name that you'll scream on our bed." He wrapped his hands around my waist. He didn't even flinched when I spat and slap his arms away. He just pulled me closer. "I like it when your feisty."
But I had my fill already. When he ignored my obvious annoyance at him he just called for war.
"Let me go." I said firmly. He nibbled at my neck but somehow the control that I was missing for the past hours just seem to all came back in a whole in me. "I won't say it again, robot." I hissed to his ear adding more force with the last word.
The desired reaction happened, he stopped from nibbling and stroking and looked up at me.
"Answer my questions if you don't want to be scrapped right here, right now." I said stonily firm.
"You're mad aren't you?" He asked innocently.
"Good thing they programmed you with enough sense." I said and managed to not coo for his innocent look. Whoever programmed and designed these robots is a sure genius. "Now let go of me and step back. I'm done with moving away, this is my house and for the record I own you."
It was but a brief moment but she think she saw a different kind of glint in his eyes.
He did move away, so gracefully as if he was asked kindly to do it.
When he was in a safe distance away, I gave him a wry look and head to my own room after scuffing 'Stay!' as an order for him.
She came back holding the biggest clothes that she knew she had. A campaign shirt that was extra large for her and jersey shorts that she once borrowed from a friend for reasons she now can't remember.
"Wear this." I pushed the clothes to his chest but I was just met with curious eyes.
"I believe you were programmed to be a boyfriend not a sex fiend who knows how to cover, I assume they programmed what clothes are in your head." She didn't want to sound so sarcastic and mean but he's nonchalant face just seem to bug out her wits.
He shrugged his shoulders and without any bit of reluctance dress up right in front her. He slipped in the clothes without making an effort to turn around or something resembling decorum. Well she knows that it would be stupid to show manners in that way now since he had been parading in the buff from the very start. She thinks he even made it a point to move slower as if teasing her to pull away from her stoic face. He was carefully watching her.
"Follow me to the living room when you're done." I sharply turned and headed for the living room. Even if he didn't have any tact it is still a fact that she have them. And besides her stoic face can only last so long against such a handsome man both in face and body.
She was firmly seated at the single sitter sofa when he finally emerged from the kitchen. It was awfully weird seeing him like that. She must honestly admit that he sure looks hundred folds better naked but still great even in rags. He was grinning at her as if anticipating her expression to his new found look.
"Decent." She said barely audible.
He scanned her before finally finding himself a comfortable position in the longer sofa.
She shook her head with how at home he was in her house.
"Now, tell me what I want to know." I breathed in before focusing my eyes on him.
"I'm model 97-0036. Height - 6'2", weight - 165 lbs." He looked serious while relaying these details to her. She even imagined seeing numbers flashed in his eyes as if reading those facts to her from a digital memory. She was so dumbfounded that she didn't even get to retort back at him that those where the things that she wanted to know. "Length of genitals - 10 inches from base to tip."
It was those last words that made her eyes bulged and her mouth opened up before she can even properly think.
"I knew it was around that size." I said out loud and seconds later I realized how stupid that was.
He was grinning at me widely.
"You've got good eyes then." He said and smoothly moved in closer to me. "I bet you want to make sure I'm telling the truth. Confirm your assumptions." He was kneeling on one knee in front of me. His eyes were looking oh so yummy and mischievous.
"Who are you?" I asked dazedly as I felt my stoic face slipping off.
"You tell me." He leaned in and kissed my right knee. Beneath the cotton material I could feel his warm breath fully. His saliva was soaking the fabric and it made me cringe and gasped in delight. It wasn't just the stoic face that was slipping, she was literally sliding down on the sofa as if all her bones were turning jelly and unable to support her own weight. She can't fully comprehend how a wet mouth on her knee could make her feel so weak. She never knew her knees to be so perversely sensitive as this.
He continued the soft suckling of her knee.
"Tell me who I am, tell me who you want me to be." He said in between my gasp as he busied his hands on my legs and thighs. "Give me a name." His voice was so seductive that it added more fuel to the fire of desire rapidly forming in her.
"Frea-k! How on ear--th could I think of a name…ugh… when you're doing that?" My voice sounded so stupid to my ears. I was screeching as I rediscover my body under his touch. I didn't know that the back of my knees were as sensitive as my knees itself until that very moment.
"I'm glad to hear that." He gently pulled me and made my upper body slid completely on the sit of the sofa. He cradled the lower part of me on his knees and it was immaculate to feel his breath inching closer to my core. He caressed my buttocks gently as if kneading bread.
"I'm gonna scrap you later." I threatened. He understood fully what I meant for later. Later when we're done, later when we're done with this heavenly act.
"I'm looking forward to it." I knew he was smiling but I didn't look at his face but just let myself feel and fall completely for all the sensations that he was generously offering me.
He pulled me close to him with my pelvis completely snug to his chest. It was warm and she's almost embarrassed to know that her own wetness could possibly soak through her pants. But she didn't have time to think when she felt his hands sliding her shirt up. She was all too eager to get rid of the clothing. It was shameful to act like that especially just after flaring up earlier acting all high and mighty and end up like this, craving and burning for him.
He kissed her navel when he left her to get rid of her own shirt. Her breast was out in the open for him to see. They looked like they were eager and earnest to be touched. He looked at them appreciatively and trailed the mounds surrounding with playful fingers. His fingers made her quiver and unintentionally grinding her body to him. He let out a groan when she rolled her hips upward.
"They look gorgeous," he said in muffled voice as his lips were still lightly pressed on her belly sending ticklish breath. He pulled her lower with his lips leaving a hot and wet trail upwards until she was finally sitting on his knees. "Gorgeous." His mouth were now directly at the cleavage with his head bowed down a bit. She could only flail her head backwards while she pushed her chest closer to him. He didn't waste another moment and welcomed the invitation enthusiastically. He let his mouth slide on her right breast. The pinkish bud grew hard as his tongue flicked it so fast she moaned so bad. His mouth was so warm against her skin and his tongue was just so perfect.
When he was satisfied with the hardness of the flushed bud he then decided to move on to the other. She arched her back more if still possible and lifted her body higher when his hands continued to dance on her ass. He was stroking them so lovingly and diligently. It almost cut of her breath when his fingers caught the garter of her pants intentionally, letting it slide halfway of her butt. She gasped when his fingers trailed down the middle of the two cheeks. She wanted him to completely removed the wretched clothing but she didn't want to move her chest away from the sweet suckling that he was doing.
He grinned when she wrapped her arms on his head. She could feel his mouth stretching on her skin. "Hold the pants." I told him in raspy voice. He followed my instruction and I quickly lifted and pulled one leg free from the pants in a great feat of flexibility. Once one was out of it he quickly pulled the other leg free too. With the pants remove I was completely naked and pressed close to him.
"I knew clothes weren't made for me." He said and I chuckled indignantly.
"I thought so too." I admitted.
"Good thing your honest." He said. He kissed my chest before looking up at me. I had my head tilted back but felt his gaze. "How do we do this then? I'm not nearly as flexible as you are."
I pouted. It was crazy how I didn't want to move away from him but I knew we had to part to get things further. He laughed and cradled my head with his hands. He gave me an open mouth kiss. Just yesterday she was someone whom had never even had a brushing of lips with any guy and now she's turning out to be a kissing fiend. She knew nothing on how to kiss but merely let him lead the how's for her. His tongue moved inside her mouth tracing the hollow of her cheeks. She allowed her tongue to meet his and he groaned in her response. She was delighted to hear him and copied how he traced the inside parts of her lips. She had forgotten the fact that he is indeed a robot. He's mouth is just sinfully warm and wet to be anything mechanical.
He gave out another groan when my fingers pulled through his hair and pressed myself to him. But he moved away.
"Baby, I need to get rid of these clothes." He throatily said as if in pain. I nodded in response and slid off his knees to the foot of the single sofa I was on minutes ago. As soon as I was off he hurriedly pulled the shirt away. She could hear threads snapping on the furious tug. His abdomen were constricting and his chest were slightly moving. I gasped as if it was the first time seeing it. Him in the naked is really way more beautiful. He didn't waste any moment, his head wasn't totally free of the shirt yet but his other hand was already tugging the shorts away. He had to stand and I shivered at the sight. It was like watching my very own private strip show.
She had to gripped her thighs when heat flowed at the lower part of her body. The sight of his love handle was sending her immense ripples of heat, slowly circling upwards. The impatient movement of his hands to have himself free from the fabrics made her blush, he was just so cute.
"I'm back, I'm back." He said while his one foot was still chucking away his shorts. I giggled at him as he was panting when he knelt in front of me. As I giggle he gave me that poring look.
"What?"
"You look really cute." He said adoringly and raised his palms to my cheek. I pressed my face and let his warm palm caress the skin lovingly.
"Look who's talking." I mumbled and let the sensation simmer into my system.
It was weird. Moments ago we were just like two wanton body with just one thing mind. Two minds whose only thoughts were to feed their own lust and desire, wanting to feel skin to skin and drown in that worldly pleasure. And yet here we are, facing each other and completely stripped but just watching each other with looks they both didn't know what to call. She was mesmerized by him and he was entranced by her.
"Tell me your name," he whispered as his other hand grasped my own. "I want to know the name of the beauty in front of me so I'll know the woman who'll fill my dreams every night."
"Do you dream?" I asked in half breaths.
"Of you… for sure."
I know I shouldn't believe any word that he says. It was all programmed sweet nothings that all purchasers were blessed to hear from the godly mechanical men they bought. Of course she can't believe him, he's a robot therefore he can't dream. Robots don't have consciousness when they close their eyes, they don't feel, they don't really love.
Barely two days and here I am putting him and love at the same sentence. How more innocent if not ignorant can I be? How more stupid and naïve can I be to believe his words, to actually hold on to what he said and gently put it inside my heart?
"Mica." I whispered. There was that unmistakable blush in my cheek as if telling her name to him was the greatest act of affection there was.
"Mica," he was letting my name roll slowly in his tongue that made me tremble deliciously. He didn't say anything else but just kept murmuring my name. My name in his lips just sounded so sweet. He inched his head closer to me. His forehead met mine and leaned our face closely. Never did his hand let go of mine the whole time. He squeezed it gently, the hand that was caressing my face slid at the back of my head and stroked the scalp. I leaned my head to the dizzying movement of his fingers working through my hair. His head followed mine as it moved.
I was feeling ecstasy at that very moment.
When his eyes looked at me with something that resembles adoration I felt my thighs tightening around my core. We were face to face, so close that we breathe the very same air. His lips brushed the tip of my nose, I flicked my lower lip as it felt so dry and in a great need for moisture. His eyes caught the movement and slowly and surely his mouth found its way to mine.
I can feel the intensity of his gentleness and hunger at the same time. His tongue flicking and tasting each and every part of my lips, I gasp each time he would feel the corner of my lips realizing it to be one of my sensitive spots. He did realize this two and took all chances to take pleasure in every gasping of air that I do because of him. While at the same time his fingers continued to make wonders to my scalp and felt myself get dizzy with the surge of delight.
It was at that moment that he decided to pull out his tongue from my mouth by ending the kiss with a small peck on the lips.
"Don't go fainting on me, hon." He sweetly smiled at me and I gave a little laugh before nodding. We just looked at each other once more before I realized the words in his eyes. They were asking if I was ready. Ready for whatever he have in store for me. I nodded in response.
He lifted her hand to his mouth and kissed the knuckles slowly, letting his lips linger in every bump of the finger. It was driving her crazy. It was tickling the wits our of her brains. He looked at her from under his lashes and found her gasping for breath in every touch that he makes. As if her reaction was the final cue, he swiftly swooped her waist closer to him. His lips found her plump and a little bit swollen lips. Soft and warm, he slowly tasted its every corner sucking the sweetness he can find again.
She freed her hand from his grasp and wrapped her arms in his neck. Finding the place where his hair ends and his nape starts she rubbed her palms to it. She can feel the spine poking through the well muscled back as he arched himself to her. She copied the movements of his hand that were also doing wonders on her back. He was stroking her spine up and down and she diligently mimic the act as she found great pleasure in it. His well chiseled shoulder was teasing her eyes as he continued to kiss her deeply. In a blink of an eye she pulled away from him that left him gasping, her mouth immediately landed on his broad muscles and as if knowing all her life what to do she suckled a piece of his skin and nibbled at it.
He let a loud groan and she knew that it wasn't because of any pain but of the same pleasure that he's giving her. Lifting and pulling her lower body closer to him, she found herself up in the air for a split second and then lying on her back. She was a bit disoriented on where she was lying now as her lips didn't even make an effort to move away from the tasty treat she was savouring with. She then felt his hand coaxing her head to move away from his shoulders.
"I don't want to come alone and so soon." He said huskily after groaning so much. She smiled at him satisfied that she made him make those delicious sound. But the sense of being in control departed quite easily when he pinned her down. The next thing she could only do was whimper in delight. He was stroking her, caressing and worshiping her body. His now familiar hands reacquainted itself to her shoulders down to her aching chest and slowly sliding down to her waist. His tongue followed the trail easily too. The growing pain in her core was aching, aching in a different kind of pain and she knows from whom the cure would be coming from.
He parted her legs and again his adept hands made its way to her opening between her thighs. She whimpered and shivered at the same time when one finger slid with ease inside her folds. He felt her tightening around his finger and watched her bit her own lip hard in an attempt to stop louder screams to escape her.
He kissed her again and loosen her lips apart. "Let it go, I want to hear you, I want to hear your voice. Scream for me." He said as he slid another finger inside her. This time he needn't have to tell her as a scream made its way out. She panted and felt his fingers' movements inside. They were scissoring inside, he then started to slip it out just to thrust it in forward deeper every time. Every movement he does makes her gush. His thumb rub her clit in a circular motion and finding satisfaction when it hardened easily.
She clamped her hands around his neck once more. "How does it feel?" He asked seductively. "Do you feel good?" He asked again. I wasn't able to give him an answer for every time I open my mouth only whimpers and gasps manage to come out.
He stopped his fingers.
"N-no!" I revolted and raised my pelvis in search of him.
"Tell me how it feels," His face was covered with sweat and though he teases her, he himself is barely hanging on. He needed to be inside her but still he wanted to be sure that she's ready for him. Her tightness told him that no one has ever been there before and that fact gave him extra delight than what he was already having. Her muscles that tighten around his fingers excites him so much and cost him more pain in his groin. She needed more care. He was painfully hard but the need to not rush is necessary for everything to work, he wants to give her the same pleasure that he knows he will be getting in the peak of their union. He needs to make her beg for it so chances of her backing out won't occur, too. He perfectly knows that he won't be able to pull out even if she asks anyways. If in the worst she did, he'll just have to work extra hard to replace it with a bigger surge of pleasure that would erase any pain. He vows his life to that promise.
"Tell me you feel good or I'll stop." It was an empty threat but she wouldn't dare risk it. She was so close and she just can't let any bit of it all to slip away.
"It fe--els so great, please don't…stop," her voice was weak with desire and made him burn even more if that was still possible as it is. "Please." Her voice and her closed eyes were so sensual and was just begging him earnestly. There's nothing in this face of the earth that would make him deny her of anything with that allure.
He completely pulled out his two fingers away from her and met her mouth with a flush kiss. She raked his back with her fingers and hugged him tighter. "Lundi." She murmured when for a moment he released her lips to take in breath.
He heard her say it and pause for a brief second.
"Mica." There was a big difference in his husky voice from earlier. He was kissing her with so much intensity now and she knows that the inevitable was about to happen. She didn't feel any fear but just extreme anticipation. The anticipation of him claiming her completely and reaching a peak that she knows she can't achieve alone or with just anyone.
"Lundi," she cried again matching the teeming desire voice that he used when he uttered her name. He looked at her after hearing her say the word again and finally understood the weight of what she uttered. Lundi -- it was his name.
With a quick smile, he wiped off the sweat forming in her brow with his right hand. She met his gaze and an understanding occurred. He then shifted his weight up and let his arms hold him up. Now kneeling in between her legs, he gently separated her thighs as wide as possible. She didn't feel embarrassed when she felt his gaze like a physical stroke in her whole body. It was all admiration and infinite desire that was reflected in his eyes and she knows that it was the same for her as she looked at the god like man kneeling very close to her womanhood. He lifted her pelvis up until it leveled with his own. She could feel the hard steeliness so close and she ached for it so much.
She flung her arms up over her head and then tightly shut her eyes when she felt him move closer. The tip of him brushed lightly at first and she whimpered. With an ache she moved her pelvis closer and it was his turn to groan. As if reaching the very limit of all limits he slid all the way through.
It was so fast she didn't even have a chance to scream as a bright flash of pain echoed inside her head. Then he stayed still. He knows how she would feel with the first intrusion and he felt her tremble. It felt so good for him that he can't even feel the slightest remorse. But he waited, waited for her body to grow accustomed to his size. It was a wait for forever. He needed release and she felt it too. She moved her pelvis downwards to him as if a sign for him to go on.
There were no room for words.
She gasped with every thrust that he soon made. Deeper every time, tastier. Her mind was running blank and all she could think was the sensation of his manhood rubbing inside her, touching every flesh there is, caressing her womb. His hands sliding unto her waist and lifted her lower body higher. He trusted deeper, he went in harder in carnal pleasure for both of them.
"Oh, god!" She murmured as every time he pulls out he would also push her away just to thrust back with more force while at the same time pulling her back to meet him half way. It was beyond her imagination, it was beyond any expectation if ever she had any at all. She now knows what mind blowing means.
"Mica!" He was saying her name with such passion that it burns her. Sooner than she can realize he didn't have to lift her to keep their sexes in place she was carrying her own weight and followed the rhythm that he had made for the two of them. With the free hands that he now have, he captured her breast in his two hands and let them swell.
Her muscles tightening around his rod was cutting his stamina short. He's about to come sooner than he intended. And it was taking more effort to keep moving. He made a rotating movement inside as he went in again. She gasped as his member touched a spot as it moved inside her that seemed to cut the last bit of restraint that is holding her.
"I-I'm--," Her incoherent words never made it to complete itself but he understood. "Lundi!"
His movement became lightning fast in an instant. He was thrusting in and out with such speed that was almost impossible for an ordinary man to achieve. The thrive of heat covered him all over and with another plunge in to her tight opening he felt her warm fluid covering him. The feel of her orgasm was enough to send him over the edge. He was about pull out in great haste but felt her legs holding him in place.
He couldn't hold it any longer and burst inside of her. It was ecstasy.
He was shaking and shivering. She was trembling.
Upon editing this chapter and was about to save it the site had a glitch and found that all the edit that i did where lost and that i was back to crap filled version. i was so ticked off that i know i didn't do my best when i re-edited it. so forgive any flaws that you will see, i'll fix them some other time.