Chapter 109 - Under the moonlight (1) (2/2)
He pressed the pink head in her hot cave right away. The head of his shaft felt her heat and the soft muscles squeezing it making him groan as the sensational thrill shot through his whole body. Stefan grabbed on her small waist firmly, bent down a little, then thrust the whole length in fast and deepest. Wirata let out the soft moan. Her body was trembling hard as she could not control her emotions.
”Ah, Stefan...”
”Oh, Wine. I'm so fucking hot right now. You surely are my hot princess.”
He said into her ears, moving his hips fast and hard, groaning deep in his throat with pleasure.
As he was pumping into her so hard, his balls beating between her thighs making erotic sound and originated more fire of desire between them.
”Oh ... God ... This position is always the most thrilling ... You're so tight ... So hot ...Oh, Wine.”
He murmured, his big and tall body moved fast and thrust in deep with every round of ramming. Wirata bounced her hips up to meet and match with him. They moved together in the same rhythms causing his evil weapon to hit the soft wall deep inside and that created a lot of extreme heat unbearably.
Stefan knew that she was climbing up the desired peak and close to the highest point. He kissed her nape and sent one hand to stroke her clit to help to send her there fast, as he himself was going to the same destination as her in no time soon.
”Oh, Wine. Cum for me. ”
He ordered and thrust harder and faster until she cried out with pleasure as she reached her climax. Stefan moved his hips and pumped into her for the last time to send himself to the top of the rainbow bridge where she was now.
”Oh, god. I am dead now. ”
His voice was trembling as same as their bodies. He nuzzled his face on her soft shoulder while cuddled her from behind. Wirata leaned herself on the wall, breathing heavily, trying to pulling some oxygen into her lungs.
They were standing like that for a short while until their breathing was back to normal.
Stefan withdrew himself from her soft body and turned her around to face him.
”Is my hot princess cold?”
He asked softly. His nose nuzzled on her smooth forehead. Wirata rested her face on his chest and smiled to hear him called her like that.
”No, not cold at all.”
She answered. Playing love games under the moonlight and warm stream water like this would never be able to spell the word Cold.
Stefan smiled. He sat down, his back against the wall, pulled her to sit on his lap, her back against his chest. They looked up to the dark sky with the moon and hundreds of thousands of stars shining and twinkling brilliantly.
”So beautiful.”
She murmured, leaned against his wide chest. He stretched his long legs to the floor, so she stretched above his.