Chapter 92 - Its Time (1/2)

[smut alert, do not read if you're not comfortable]

He pinned me down the bed, he inhaled a long breath and then started kissing me almost roughy as if we hadn't seen each other in a while and he was a military who just came back from war.

He took off my dress slowly and then kissed my neck as his hands explored every inch of me and navigated through my hips, he kissed me around my belly button tingling with his short beard against my skin.

The more his kisses approached the fabric, the more my body tensed up in response.

I lifted my hips even if I kept my back glued on the bed.

He grabbed my waist and freed me taking off the sips. Then he kissed me on my clitoris making me jolt at the sudden touch of his wet lips on me and my breath hitched in my throat. I let out a low moan when his hands tingled the folds of my intimacy.

Freshening thrills ran through my veins and I vibrated in anticipation of what could feel like to be claimed as his.

”Lily it's time.” He whispered as he removed his shirt blessing me with the sigh of the best abdomen I had ever seen in my lifetime.

”I had bever did it with someone I cared this much about.” He said, his voice trembled and I could perceive a bit of fear in his voice. But then kissed me again, his eyes widened in passion and lust, yet he shut them when his lips touched my skin in a gentle kiss.

He took away his trousers and laid on me, bending down to brush his lips on my folds, moving in a circular slow motion his tongue on my clit and tingling my folds with his fingers.

Before I could realize it the pinching tingling sensation grew all along my legs thighs and knees.

I tossed my head from side to side as I could feel my stomach already reacting.

I let out another moan which echoed around the room and I unconsciously tensed up contracting my entire stomach.

He removed his slips, I could already spot that he was surely well gifted but when he revealed himself, it was even bigger than the expectation, standing erect tall in a threatening vastness.

He spread my legs opened, he grabbed my wrists, and guided my hands against the wall. Keeping me still from my wrists.

He then trailed down one of his hands which went around my neck causing my head to tilt the side to allow him to kiss the side of my neck.

With his hand still around my wrists, I wasn't ably to move much, and I could still his member brushing against my intimacy. It was torture to feel him that close but not entering in me.

”I waited for this so long,” he looked straight at my pleading eyes and kissed me passionately, and just when he departed he penetrated in me slowly. I moaned out both for the loss of touch and for the pleasure he stroked inside me.

He didn't get deeper in me yet but I already could feel how big he was, my senses were nearly exploding for the waiting urge to have him in.

He finally left my wrists so I clung against the headboard of the bed for support as his hands set on my hips. He slightly slipped out of me only to get inside deeper.