One Night Only

Lillie

His lips silence my mouth when I’m about to speak again. I spread out on his bed with pleasure because of his caresses all over my body.

This man drives me crazy in every way.

Being naked in front of him doesn’t scare me anymore.

He stops kissing and touching me and then takes me by the legs, which he bends and opens slowly. His gaze falls on my intimate area.

“Damn, you’re so beautiful. I want to taste you.

What did he say?.

Without giving me time to ask what he meant by that, his fingers caress my clit. I shudder. A groan comes out of my mouth. He changes his hands over his lips and starts kissing my belly until he goes down very slowly to my center. His tongue and his soft mouth begin the path that his fingers had followed a few seconds ago, and that makes me squirm against him because of the sensation it causes in me. The heat increases and the excitement in my whole body increases more. I’m shaking from head to toe.

My body experiences new things. Everything he does is.

I don’t hold back and I vibrate with every caress and kiss he gives me.

I close my eyes when I feel the rhythm of his tongue increases more when he passes it several times for my sex. He is no longer slow, now he is anxious, as if he wanted to devour me to his heart’s content. I hold back the gasps it incites in me.

Without wanting to, I take my hands to her hair, which I grip gently and firmly, to push her head towards my part while I squirm with pleasure. I feel like from one moment to the next I’m going to lose control.

“Oh, my God!” Let loose in a whimper.

What’s wrong with my body?

I feel something different but pleasant, that makes me feel in paradise, that clouds my whole head and that only makes me enjoy this burning and hot moment.

My muscles contract until they make everything in me shake.

My insides are bursting.

He raises his head and looks at me without saying anything. I just see how she licks her lips while she sees me with a look of desire and perversity. I try to catch my breath, but with those eyes it’s impossible, less with what mine are about to witness. She gets up a little to take off the last garment that was left on her body. He shows me his huge and thick erect member, which leaves me speechless from the impression. Fear is attacking me again. It is so big that I am afraid that it will hurt me. I don’t think that would fit inside me.

He leans over me, resting his hands on either side of my head. He’s completely on top of me now. His gaze does not leave mine.

“Are you sure? Do you want me to fuck you?” he asks me in a low and choppy voice”. Because once I do, there’s no turning back.

Without thinking, I answer: “Yes.

I think that at this moment I am able to let him do whatever he wants with me.

“Now you will be mine completely” he growls without stopping looking at me in any second.

My breath stops short.

I feel how he penetrates me slowly, very slowly, until he is deep inside me. I close my eyes and moan as I feel a little pain, but also a peaceful feeling. He stops and looks at me with a frown on his brow.

“Are you feeling all right? 2 His tone of voice is heard with interest and concern.

“E-I’m fine.” I’m opening my eyes. My voice sounds weak because of everything that is awakening in me.

He heeds my answer, so he starts moving inside me. He goes in and out with exquisite slowness. Without thinking, I try to close my eyes, but he shakes his head. His eyes follow mine. Excitement, desire, lust can be reflected in them. He hits me again, but this time until he reaches deeper into me. I moan excitedly. I raise my hip a little so that it goes deeper and thus let him understand that I want a lot from him. That makes me accelerate the pace more and penetrates me more strongly. He takes one of my legs and lifts it up to leave it on his arm. That makes me immediately curl my other leg around his waist. His movements are constant and ardent. We never stopped seeing each other. Right now it’s just us, no matter what happens outside or what might happen next. Our gasps are the only thing heard in this room.

My muscles are witnessing the same sensation they witnessed a few minutes ago, when his tongue was running through my center, but this time it’s much more than before. My body tenses up when he makes me reach the top, but with more intensity, until I contort with pleasure.

“Dante!” i scream when my body is released at the climax.

Even without being able to react, he takes my face with one of his hands and kisses me eagerly, with a lot of passion, when he expels his whole being inside me. I feel a hot liquid coming inside me. Between kisses, he lets out a grunt of excitement and clenches his eyes and jaw. My heart is beating so hard that it seems to want to leave my chest. I can also hear his and his rapid breathing. He opens his eyes and observes me.

“Are you okay?” he questions me after a few seconds. His voice is choppy as he sweats.

“Yes, I’m fine” I reply in a shaky voice.

I feel my foreign body. Everything shakes like a jelly. I can’t even talk. After having experienced so many extreme sensations inside me, I have no head to articulate any words.

His gaze is deep, intense and voracious, so much so that just by seeing me I shudder and feel a chill all over my body. Sigh. For a few seconds I remain still under him. He is still in the same position, but then he turns his body to lie down next to me. He looks exhausted. He is upside down, with his eyes fixed on the ceiling, while his breathing relaxes. I don’t know what to do. I don’t know if I have to get up and take my things and leave here, leaving everything behind. Maybe that’s what I have to do.

I am still in my place without moving any part of my body. After mentally debating whether to leave or stay here, I try to move so that I can stand up, but as soon as I start to do so, I feel how he pulls my arm to attract me to him. I curl up on his chest. With his left arm he surrounds my waist and grabs my leg to place it on his. Our bodies are intertwined.

I didn’t expect this from him. I thought he was going to kick me out after getting what I wanted, or maybe he wants to be nice to me, like he was a few minutes ago, when he asked if I was okay. Maybe he realized it was my first time and didn’t want to be hard on me. That speaks well of him.

His right hand, which is resting on my leg, begins to make imaginary circles on my skin with his fingertips, which causes a slight tingling in that area.

I feel so good and relaxed. Her sexy and hot body is very close to mine, so with my fingertips I caress her scars and her tattoo of a black wing, which she has on her shoulder and reaches halfway up her arm. I just feel how she shudders with my touch. I wonder if that figure has a meaning. I didn’t pay attention to him before, because whenever I looked into his eyes I completely lost myself in them. I rest my head on his chest and listen to his heart beating. I get more impregnated with his manly essence. My eyes slowly close and my breathing calms down. I fall fast asleep in his arms, curled up in him.

I move a little in bed. The dream is gone when a ray of light hits me in the face. I stretch a little and try to open my eyes. The curtains are half open. That’s where I notice the brightness of the sun coming in. It’s already dawn. I react when I realize that. I get startled and open my eyes wider as I remember where I am.

I thought it was a dream.

I am in his bed completely naked and with a sheet half tangled on my body.

Wanting to check his presence, I turn around and see that he is no longer next to me.

Where has he gone?.

I take the sheet and tangle it on my body to get out of bed. I have to get out of here. I had to have done that since last night before I had fallen asleep. Maybe he realized that when he woke up and saw me sleeping next to him. He said he wanted just one night with me. That didn’t mean that I was staying and that this was going to happen again.

How deluded I am.

I walk around looking for my clothes. I left it in the laundry room, so I’m on my way there. I start to get dressed as quickly as possible. Then I grab my cell phone to try to call my sister and find out something about mom. As soon as I take it, I see that I have two text messages from Alex. I open them and check the first one, where it says that Mom is feeling much better already. Then I read the next one, which says to go to the hospital as soon as I read the message. Apparently, it’s urgent, so I grab my things to leave.

When I go to the living room to leave the apartment, before reaching the door I hear a noise. I turn to look behind me.

It’s him. He’s standing a few feet away from me. She only wears a towel on her waist; she shows her naked and wet torso. Drops of water fall from it.

Oh, my God, it’s perfect.

Seeing him like this makes me want to caress his abs again and run my hands over his dark tattoo and his strong arms.

“Where are you going?” He scrutinizes me.

I stop my crazy thoughts and try to react.

“I have to go back home.” I stammer.

It is very difficult to articulate a sentence correctly without stuttering a little. Seeing him almost naked in front of me makes me nervous. I know I’ve already seen him without clothes, and maybe it’s strange that I wear this way, but I can’t help but wear like this. I don’t know if it’s me because of my little experience in it or it’s him because of what he provokes in me, because of how majestic, hot and seductive he is.

“I’ll take you. I’ll go get dressed” she says before turning to go back to her room.

I was going to protest, but he in great strides had already left. I didn’t manage to tell him that I have to be in the hospital urgently.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

I walk over to the couch to sit and wait. Maybe it’s better for him to take me, so I don’t risk those guys from last night doing something to me, if they’re looking for me at all.

After a few minutes, he returns already dressed from head to toe. If naked is perfect, dressed is also perfect. She put on denim pants and a black T-shirt that fits very tight to her torso and arms. If I used to drool, I do it more now. Her delicious lotion reaches my nostrils. That scent drives me crazy.

“Let’s go,” he says when he takes his keys and puts the phone in his pants pocket.

I stand up to follow him.

Minutes later, we went down to the parking lot to get in his car. I adjust my seat belt and he starts the engine to get out of there.

Later, I notice that he takes another path, and it’s not one that leads us to my house or to the hospital. I have to tell him where I need to go.

“That’s not where I’m going to my house” I inform him. I have to go to the hospital. If you want, leave me at home, I can take the subway to go later. You don’t need to take me there.

“I’ll take you wherever you ask” he gives me a fleeting glance without neglecting the road,” but first you will accompany me to a place.

I turn my face to see him. He keeps looking straight ahead. I feel serious but relaxed. What is that place where you want me to accompany you? I don’t know whether to ask or not. I don’t think it’s a bad thing. I met the other side of the Devil and I know he wouldn’t be able to hurt me, I proved it when he protected me from those bullies. Besides, when we were in bed together, he seemed to be making love to me instead of fucking me like he had said. That’s why I know that I’m safe with him. I know he will never hurt me.