Chapter 28 Hopeless Romantic
Once he reached behind her, he wrapped his arms around her soft frame and pressed his lips on the spot behind her ear. She sighed and instinctively leaned back against him. Settling his arms on either side of her hip, he nibbled on the skin of her neck, eliciting soft moans from her parted lips. She whimpered when one of his hands dipped lower and cupped her sex and rubbed it through her clothes. Heat travelled from his palm, seeped through the fabric and traced her intimate lips, drawing out sweet wetness.
Pulling back, he slowly turned her to face him and she observed that he was chest naked. The grey sweatpants he wore hung low on his hips, showing off his perfect V. His hair glistened with moisture, indicating that he had just showered. The black locks were damp and scattered across his forehead, almost covering his eyes, but his deep blue eyes were piercingly visible from among them.
He had secured his arms around her like a steel cage, trapping her closer to his heat. Their proximity was making her pupils go wide with desire.
Kate drew in a breath when he cupped the side of her face and bent down for a kiss. She closed her eyes as she felt his taste explode in her mouth, erupting tingles all over her body. She moved her lips along with his, their tongues caressing each other in sinful passion.
Everything felt increasingly good for a moment, but out of the blue, something snapped inside her. Her eyes shot open and she wrenched her lips away from the kiss, which was swollen red and glistening with saliva. She immediately snatched away her hands that were flat against his bare chest as if they burned at the contact.
Her face twisted in anger when she tried to put distance between them by pushing at his chest, but he just stood there like a statue, his eyes scanning her feeble attempts with a hint of amusement. She was now beating at his chest and crying at him to let her go but before she could do anything else, he picked her up by the legs, making her squeal in surprise. Keeping her legs wound around his torso, he walked them to the bed and dropped her on the mattress, making all the air rush out of her lungs.
Scrambling up on her elbows, she began scooting back but didn’t couldn’t reach that far before Quisito pulled her to him by grabbing her unbruised ankle. Without wasting another second, he climbed on top of her and caged her petite body under his huge form. He looked into her eyes just like a predator looks into the eyes of its prey, before devouring it.
Kate knew that pleading wouldn’t help so she didn’t do it this time. She forced herself to stay calm, even though she wanted to shove him away. But the thought that put her mind at ease was the fact that Quisito will only get her body because Chris had her soul.
A bit of confusion swam in his misty eyes because the fire he saw in her emerald orbs had disappeared. But he didn’t care what was going on in her pretty head because the more she cooperated, the easier was it for him to claim her.
Goosebumps arose on her skin when he traced the pad of his thumb on her collarbone, making her aware of the roughness of his skin against her silky smooth one. A moment of silence passed and then there was a sharp tearing sound of fabric – He had ripped her night dress!
Kate bawled in protest but her breath stuck in her throat when she saw the thick lust in his eyes; He was going to be rough.
His gaze lingered on her hickey ridden chest before he ripped off her bra and tossed it aside. Her free bosoms swelled a bit more, nipples hardening under every stroke of his hand. A moan left her throat when his lips closed around one of her globes and sucked on it, until a molten heat buildup in her core. She fisted the bedspread and arched her back when his teeth sank into the swell of the other breast and then soothed it with a kiss.
His lips left a hot trail of wet kisses from her chest to her hip bone which was partially covered with the shorts she was wearing. He slid it off her legs, leaving her only in her baby blue panties, the rest of her body a feast to his eyes.
Kate bit her lip to stop a whimper when he ran his knuckles on top of her panties that were soiled with her juices. And just like that, with another snap of his fingers, the last piece of clothing on her body was also ripped, only to join the rest on the floor.
“Ohhhhhh...ughhh...” she moaned deeply while grabbing his wet hair as his tongue ruthlessly laved her clit, driving her into oblivion and beyond. Her legs were placed on either side of his shoulders, prohibiting her from closing them, as he mercilessly licked her through her orgasm.
After placing a kiss on her swollen pussy lips Quisito looked up to meet her flushed face. She was still panting from the aftermath of the climax when he got up and settled himself on top of her, balancing his weight on his arms. Reaching down, he pushed two digits into her tight hole and swallowed her moans in a searing kiss. Her soft walls pulsed against his pumping fingers as his thumb fluttered over the sides of her throbbing nub. With a suckling sound, he pulled his fingers and spread her arousal on his excited member.
Just for a second he glanced down so that he can get himself inside her and at that moment, Kate saw a window to attack him. She clawed her fingers and brought them up in full force, aiming for his face. But the man had the reflexes of a panther; He immediately whipped his face to the side, causing her nails to drag along his throat, but not with the intensity that can break skin. However, it did leave scratch marks.
With a growl, he captured both her wrists and pinned it above her head using one of his hands. Even as she laid there defenseless, she had a smug expression playing on her lips because she could see the red marks bulging on his neck. But her face fell when she felt the tip of his huge girth nudging at the entrance of her vagina.
Scared, she tried to escape by lifting her hips but he held her still by grabbing her waist with his free hand. He gave another warning squeeze on her flesh before thrusting his length into her. She gasped at the slick sensation of being filled to the brim, while he rained kisses on her forehead, her hands still trapped in his hold. He reached down and pressed his thumb on her sensitive nub and rotated it, before pulling out and slamming back in, making her eyes roll back in pain and pleasure.
Besides her moans of pleasure, he could also hear her whimpers of pain, but that wasn’t due to his act. He looked behind him and found that her heels were digging into the mattress, twisting her sprained ankle, making the whole ordeal more painful than necessary.
“Looks like we need to improvise sweetheart...” he rasped with a smirk but she only blinked up at him in confusion.
“What improv-...Hey! ..WOAH!..” she yelped when he dragged both of them out of the bed with him still buried inside her. He stood to his maximum height as he held her trembling body to him by the waist.
She could feel every inch of his meat touching her cunt, especially against her sweet spot. Now she was completely at his mercy, more precisely, at the mercy of his cock. None of her weight was supported by the mattress and she was connected to him in the most intense way. The new position made her freeze in fear because she was sure of getting hurt; Not to mention the difficulty she was going to have in walking the next day.
“Stop worrying...I’ll keep a comfortable pace...” he husked in reassurance, bringing her out of her panicky thoughts, but she wasn’t entirely convinced.
Her arms found purchase on the flexing muscles of his tanned shoulders when he lifted her up with a firm grip on her hips and brought her down on his rod. They both groaned at the contact.
Her juices seeped down his cock as he increased the pace of thrusting, every time bumping roughly against her cervix. Grunts and moans arose in the darkness along with the slapping wet sounds of their skins. He changed the ankle of thrusting in a way that when he brought her down, her clit brushed against the scruff above his length.
Kate gasped and threw her head back when she felt pleasure building inside her core, thrusting her nipples to his face. He didn’t waste her offering. His lips latched on to her pebbled peaks and her vagina clenched around him in response.
Pleasure exploded inside her like fireworks and she writhed in his arms at its intensity. He kept on pumping in and out of her, prolonging her orgasm. With a few more hard thrusts he came, unloading his cum into her velvet cunt.
He immediately lost strength to hold both of them up and so he bend down and collapsed both of them down on the mattress, but was careful not to crush her. They stayed like that for a minute, joined at the base until they were able to breath normally. He then pulled out of her and she mewled at the sensation.
Just like the first time they had sex, he cleaned her and made her rest on top of his chest after sliding his shirt on her.
He raised his head a placed a kiss on the crown of her head, before laying back on his pillow to sleep; That was a small gesture of affection but it did something to the strings of her heart.
Did he know that she was a hopeless romantic and was that why he was showing her something she can’t possibly have?
Did he just want to play with her little heart and then later crush it under his leather shoes?
A lump of sadness formed in her throat as tears flooded her eyes. She wanted to deny it but deep down, she did feel a tug of connection to the beast that lay beneath; Her tormentor, the very reason of her sorrow.
But she was way too tired to let her thoughts run free and so she relaxed against his broad chest and let sleep take over.