LUST AND DESIRES
ZARYA'S POV
"Does saying good words makes a guy fall for you?"
"Huh?" I was about to sip my cup of black coffee when I heard Hali's voice at my back.
"All the things you said to Khal were just a lie."
I moved backward when he walked forwards and bent over to get a cup located at my back, near the sink. His action was slowing which was why my heart rumbled.
"It's not a lie. It's called sympathy. I know what he feels." I stepped away from him. He was too close to me. He was not wearing a shirt because of his wound on the shoulder.
"How will you know, Pussy Girl? He's too ruined. Even if you soothe him with flowery words, you can't change the fact that her mother was raped and he was the result."
"At least, I gave him a little break from the pain." I was about to sit when I realized she called me "Pussy girl" which was why I kicked his feet.
"Ouch! You learned kicking from me and you should not use that on me! It's betrayal."
I was surprised when he circled his arms to my tummy, dragging me to one of the rooms, specifically the dressing room? Woah! Froy's wealth had something to tell. Just like Khal
"Hey." I restrained him by pushing him away from me.
"Shh." He placed his finger on my lips. I had a heavy breath when he slowly traced his forefinger to my lips down to my neck.
"Are you insane? What are you doing?" The annoyance was written on my face.
"Maybe? Perhaps not. " His lips curved into a grin. His hands played with my nipple covering my bra and thin sleeveless shirt.
"Stop that. They are outside一"
"I don't care if they're inside," he said sarcastically.
He slid his hands into my bra carefully, palming the size of my breasts. He moved in a circular way, provoking my body to respond. Even if Colden's words were echoing in my head, he won when he thought he could get me at this time. This was a mistake, but with my blazing physique, how could I get away?
"Please…" I had difficulty speaking when he gently inserted his left hand inside my panties. His lips touched my neck and talked in a gentle voice, seducing me. "Please what?"
I opened my mouth when I felt his middle finger plunge inside me, slowly, but surely affecting alerting the hormones of pleasure. He pulled down my shorts including my panties.
"No… please…" I was begging and refusing. However, that was not the content of my head. I wanted him… now. I liked to dance going to the moon again. The only man that made me feel like heaven.
Suddenly, he stopped. I forced myself not to show any emotion, not to reveal my desire.
"Okay." His face was motionless. He shrugged and was about to leave me when I grabbed his arms and kissed him harder, deeper, and romantically which he responded immediately. He hurriedly took off his shorts and turned me around.
"Wanna know what's spinning inside my head?" He whispered into my ear. I could feel his warm breath, touching my skin, intensifying the lust.
"What?" I almost said that without voice, just a blow of air due to the needs of my body. I liked him inside me now
"I wanna fuck you harder… deeper until you can't you walk anymore… I will lift you up, caress you in my arms and fuck you again. Cycle… fucking you makes me feel good." He seemed to giggle with me. His hands circled my two breasts. "This body is just mine. Only fucking mine."
I looked back at him. He was at my dorsal, standing, poking his long to my butt. "Then fuck me." I bit my lips. "Fuck me all you want and don't stop… never stop."
I could not hear myself. I felt like I was not the one who was talking. It was too late for me to withdraw my words. He fit his hugeness to my inside. I felt so full, and wet.
"Mmm. Your pussy is still tight." His voice was low. He gritted his teeth as he dragged me to the corner of the dressing room. I leaned my palms on the wall. He elevated my butt a little and thrust deeper into my hole.
"Ahh一" He stopped me from moaning when he inserted his thumb in my mouth.
"Silent, Baby." He kissed my shoulder as he rocks my body. I shook due to pressure. His other hand pulled my panties down to my knee and spread my legs even more. His finger massaged a little meat embossed meat to my sheath. It gave a lot of electricity, scattering around my system. I managed not to spell moans, scared of people outside hearing me.
After a second of back and forth, he pulled me down. My knee and hands were rested on the floor while my legs spread apart. He had full access to my privates. He touched my curves and guided his manhood entry. I gasped for air when I felt his gentle thrust inside me for the third time. He bent his body, leaned his hands on the floor, positioned his upper body on my back, and started another rhythm. I did not know how to react. I prevented the moans which were why I was just biting my lips.
"Is it better than in the bed?" Although we were in this kind of situation, his voice was soothing me. There were changes in him. He was not forcing me, or recklessly pushing me. Every hold he did was gentle and slow.
"It's always gonna be better when it's you."
He stopped moving as if my word shocked him. His mouth opened as if he realized something. After a few seconds of thinking, he continued pressing his manly organ to me, but this time, it was more brutal and cruel. That would never go to scare me. I have been there, the night of crying when he took me without my want. I was done sobbing for my lost virginity. I offered my all to him and I would do that over and over again until the end of every day.
He drove me crazy when he caressed me in his arms, went to the chair, and sat me on his lap. "Show me what you've learned from me." His cold eyes were settled in me.
"You sure you can handle it?" I licked my lips, touched my breasts, grasped his hands, and licked them.
"As if you can satisfy my cock?" He held my breasts, moved them up, held my both nipples, and pinched them in a rotary motion. My down part was liquifying more.
"If I am… would you stick with me?" I chinned up, the courage was traced into my face.
"That won't gonna happen." He moved his face closer to me and hungrily suck my breasts. I swayed my body as I shut my eyes, the current was unbearable, and the pleasure was uncontrollable.
"What if that happens?" I said in between little moans.
"Stick to one woman is not in my vocabulary, Honey." He palmed my other breast, massaging it until I could not handle it anymore. I was the one who initiated it. I held his manhood, guiding it towards my entrance. I gasped for air when slowly, it was fitting inside. I wrapped my arms in his nape and moved along with my body needs. I thought I could drive him crazy, but I was the one who rocks him insanely.
No moans could be heard from outside, even though the fire from our unity was more intensified than our usual in making love.
"Sneaking in is more thrill… gonna do this again." He smirked as he deepened my body on him. We both swayed in lust and desires.