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LOVE ?
©️Quami Quason
CHAPTER 12
“Montserrat… Are you. . . are you sure?” I asked, knowing my voice was throbbing with nee-d.
A nee-d I was striving so ha-rd to keep at bay.
Instead of answering, she climbe-d unto my b©dy, straddling my w@!st. I felt her as-s slowly begin to grind on my d!¢k throu-gh my bo-xers.
Hesitantly, she shifted her b©dy until her as-s on my d!¢k was replaced by her p@n-ty-clad pvzzy. We both g@sped when our arousals collided, creating a friction that made me so much ha-rder.
Her inexperience was obvious, and I decided to help her. gr-abbing both sides of her w@!st, I maneuvered her b©dy back, then forth, setting a much s-en-sual rhythm. My d!¢k ru-bbe-d firmly against her.
Damn, she was hor-ny. The increasing we-tness on my d!¢k told me so. Control was just a thin thre-ad away from ripping.
“For the last time, Montse. Are you sure?” I asked breathlessly.
“Yes.”
Fli-pping Montse onto her back, I smashed myl-ips against hers.
I k!$$£d her ha-rd , not holding back any of my de-sire for her. I couldn’t seem to make the as-sault on herl-ips gentle.
Lord knew how long I’d been fantasizing about something like this, believing it could never come true. But it was happening. This was really happening.
I su-cked greedily on herl-ips, loving how soft they felt against mine. Swiping out my ton-gue, I probe-d for entrance. She gave it to me with a soft m0@n .
Our ton-gues exploded in delicious care-sses. With my hands, I pried her th!ghs ap@rt, leaving her at my disposal.
I humped against her, the feeling so s-en-sational. I wanted to be inside her so badly. She was beautiful. No doubt every p@rt of her was too. And I wanted to see every p@rt of her.
Reaching across the be-d,I turned on the lamp. She stiffened. Confused, I f0rç£d myself to break our k!ss. To look into her eyes.
“What’s wrong?”
“The lights.” She whispered. A blus-h crept onto her cheeks.
“I just want to see you.” I said softly, raspily.
I let my eyes roam over her. She was in a lacy, red nightie that made her so damn h0t. But it wasn’t enough. I nee-ded to see her. All of her.
Leaning down, I buried my face against her n£¢k, breathing in her lavender ess£nce. She smelled so fv¢king good.
Getting onto my knees, I slid the str!ps on her nightwear down her shoulder. I tugged her nightwear slowly down her b©dy, never breaking eye contact. In her blue eyes, I could see as much uncertainty as there was excitement.
As soon as the dress sli-pped off her brea-sts, Montse brou-ght her arms up as if to shield her n-kedness. I quirked my brows at the di-pl@yof shyness and chuckled. Then I gave her a stern look.
“Don’t hide yourself from me princess, I want to see you. ”
gr-abbing her arms, I wheedled them away from her che-st. She kept her arms still at her sides, but I’d never seen her face so red. She couldn’t even seem to look at my face.
Pure innocence.
Finally done peeling the nightie off her b©dy, my jaws dropped. I’d had women, several than I cared to count, but damn none of them had possessed such perfection.
Was she aware of just how gorgeous she was?
Montse attem-pted to close her legs but my knees wedged between them prevented her from doing that. I looked at her face.
“This is your last chance to back out.”
“I want this.” She said bashfully. She wasn’t fooling me, but I knew she was more than just a bit uncertain.
I placed my hand on her cheek. “Is everything okay?”
She looked away, then gulped before speaking. “I… I’ve never…” I arched my brows expectantly to encourage her. The rest of her words bur-st out in a rush. “I’ve never been with anyone.”
I’m sure the whole world froze. I know I did. I was too damn stunned at Montserrat’s revelation.
“Is everything okay?” She reached out to t©uçh me.
For some reason, I flin-ched when her hand fell on my che-st and pu-ll-ed away. Climbing off her, I went to stand by the window.
fv¢k why did she have to be a vir-gin. With how much I’ve been lying to her about my life, I don’t deserve to be the one to deflower.
Sure; she thought she was in love with me, but she was just in love with the man she thought I was. A prince charming that didn’t exist.
I had no fv¢king right to be the one to take her innocence. Not when I was lying to her. But of course I couldn’t tell her the truth either. Not without losing her.
fv¢k, when did my life become so complicated?
“I thought you wanted this.” Montse’s voice c@m£ from behind me sounding so hurt.
“I want this, Montse. I want you. . . but…” I ran my hand throu-gh my hair, looking for the right words. ”I. . . When you told me you were a vir-gin, it. . . it just didn’t feel right. I didn’t feel like the right man to take that way from you.”
She gr@bb£d my shoulder and f0rç£d me to turn to face her. “Why would you think that? Mikhail, I want it to be no one else but you.”
I stared at her astounded, my breath hitching at how earnest she’d sounded. A bitter scoff c@m£ from her, breaking me out of my daze.
“You know what? Why didn’t you just tell it to my face that you don’t want me? You obviously prefer women with experience and I fall way below the belt and it’s not like you owe me anything so you’re not obligated to make love to me even though I’m offering myself on a silver platter. You probably think I’m a who-re and…”
I silenced her rambling by crashing myl-ips against hers. I k!$$£d her ha-rd , meaning for it to be punishing. By the time I let her go, her beautiful pinkl-ips were swollen, pupils dilated, face flu-shed.
“Never…” I glared into her eyes. “…ever call yourself a who-re. You’re the purest thing I know. And who says I don’t want you?”
gr-abbing her hand,I f0rç£d her palm on my slacks, forcing her to squee-ze my ha-rd ness. She g@sped.
“See what you do to me, princess? I want you so much all the time it hurts. Never doubt that again.”
I could feel her vaguely trying to stro-ke me. I angled her hand so that her palm was encircled around my d!¢k. Not that it fit completely into her hands.
I set a rhythm, showing her how to stro-ke me. Even after I’d let go of her hand, she continued, looking so damn fascinated. My breathing was turning even more ragged.
“fv¢k, just like that.”
Montse flu-shed but didn’t st©p. Instead, she looked into my eyes and said. “Make love to me.”anymore. Not when her eyes was looking into mine with so much de-sire. Not when her voice was throbbing with
fv¢k it.
I swept her off her feet bridal style and slowly went to place her on the be-d.
Kneeling beside her th!ghs, I hooked my f!ngersthrou-gh the w@!stband of her p@n-ties. She levered her as-s to make me take it off with ease.
I wi-de-ned her th!ghs ap@rt, shifted and positioned my self between them. Lowering my head, I took in the view of her pvzzy. Damn, it was beautiful.
Looking up, I found her eyes questioning me. I sm-irked. “I’m going to eat your pvzzy, Princess.”
A m0@n dragged out of her as if my very words had punched her in the core. I launched my attack. l!çk!ng throu-gh her pvzzyli-ps, I enjoyed the heady feeling her m0@n s bestowed on me.
Placing my thumb on her cl!t, I pressed down firmly. She g@sped, her h!ps j£rking. I combined my ton-gue with the movement of my thumb on her cl!t to stimulate her even more.
Slowly, cautiously, I stepped working with my ton-gue and slid a f!nger into her, hoping her jui-ces would grant me easy access.
Instead, she tensed. So did I. I only began to move my f!nger when her b©dy eased up. She started ma-king those sounds I loved so much, until I added a second f!nger.
She let out a whimper, her b©dy tensing all over again. Damnit I nee-d her to be re-ady when I took her. With the size of my d!¢k, I was afraid I would hurt her. She was too ti-ght.
I quic-kly pressed on her cl!t and ru-bbe-d s-en-sually. Her short g@sps of air turned to m0@n s.
Montse all but reacted the same way when I added a third f!nger, and I used the same technique to morph her pain into plea-sure.
Her legs began to quiver much intensely and I knew she was close. Looking into her eyes, I found her looking at me in alarm.
“Mikhail. . . I feel something. . . Oh God. I’m not sure what it is. Is it…”
“Yes, Princess.” I answered, scissoring my f!ngersinside her. ” You’re about to ¢v-m. Don’t hold back. Let it go.”
As if my words were a catalyst, Montse let out a scream just then as she exploded. Her jui-ces spilled on my hand, her walls gripping me in dee-per. fv¢k she was so ti-ght and so fv¢king gorgeous even as her b©dy shook from her Orgasm.
I was so ha-rd the erection was painful.
I waited for Montserrat’s high to ebb before getting to my feet and peeling off my bo-xers. Her eyes wi-de-ned throu-gh her ragged breathing as she took in my n-ked form. I climbe-d back on the be-d and covered her b©dy with mine.
“Are you re-ady?” I asked, stro-king her flu-shed face and looking into her dilated eyes.
She nodded even though I could see an iota of uncertainty. I positioned myself at her entrance.
“This is going to hurt a bit at first.” I said, then I was pushing inside her.
Even with her jui-ces ma-king her walls sli-cker, the head of my c0ckdidn’t go in with much ease. Montse gr!pp£dmy arms ti-ghtly, her nails digging so ha-rd into my flesh that I’m sure they drew blood.
Her face contorted into a grimace, and she bit down on herl-ips.
“fv¢k, I’m sorry, Princess.” I said. She said nothing.
I waited for the uncomfortable look on her face to ease off before pushing in another inch. It felt like forever before I was finally able to get to the hilt inside her.
Pure torture, but I’d promised myself tonight was only going to be about her.
“Are you okay?” I asked her.
Her eyes had stayed close the whole time. Now her beautiful lashes finally fluttered open. A small smile curved herl-ips. “Good.”
I k!$$£d her and began to move my h!ps. Slowly, in and out, setting a rhythm that had Montserrat’s m0@n s soon blending with my gr-unts of plea-sure.
We’d finally become connected. She was finally mine. For someone who’d been with a fair number of women, I didn’t expect it to feel so special.
Then again, this was Montse I was talking about.
I picked up pace. Our pelvises sl@pped together, creating £r0ticsounds in sync with the pas-sion we were experiencing. I broke the k!ssto look into her eyes.
They were unfocused, spinning. She showed me all her plea-sure with wild abandon.
“Oh God. I can feel it again. I think I’m going to ¢v-m again.” She said raspily. Her eyes now focused into mine, her breath fanning myl-ips.
“Just a moment, Princess.”
I was close too but I nee-ded us to explode together. To feel her walls milking me as I ¢v-mmed. I ba-rely recognized that the speed of my thrû-sts had picked up.
“fv¢k, Montse. Beautiful princess. ¢v-m. ¢v-m with me. Damnit, ¢v-m for me.”
Montse screamed my name as she exploded. Her walls sapsmed around my d!¢k, s£nding me right over the crest as well.
I bucked into her over and over as I had my Orgasm.
Wow, this was fantastic.
TBC….