19 Long Overdue

Wynter's line of thought was in disarray.

She doesn't know what to think at that moment anymore, and all rational thoughts flew out the window. Not when Keith was ravishing her lips, devouring it as if he owned it...

Her dainty arms clutched his shoulders tightly, holding him closer as her knees buckled underneath her. Kissing him and having him close to her like this turned her knees into jelly, and made her body burn deliciously. Her body burned as she answered his kisses in equal ferocity, submitting her all to him.

Keith's strong arms winded around her, one hand slung around her nape and gripped her hair. He pulled it back to deepen their kiss, slanting his mouth for more. The other wrapped around her waist and pulled her closer to his body, as if they weren't close enough. She could feel his warm body on hers, the sturdy muscles and sinews that made her shiver. His erection poking her on her belly. Hot and pulsing...

Her hands crawled from his nape to his wide chest and down to his hard abdominals. Frustration bottled up inside her when she couldn't feel his naked flesh, suddenly irritated by his shirt that prevented their skin to skin contact.

Her hands gripped the lapel to pull his shirt off his body. Keith left her mouth to shag it off himself and continued his journey down her neck. Kissing and nipping the flesh he could reach by his wandering mouth.

"I wonder how your pussy tastes like," He rasped in between his kisses.

Her knees buckled at the onslaught of desire that plagued her mind. His mere words only made her arousal fly over the roof. If he kept that up, she will be crazed with need.

Ah damn, but she's already getting crazy.

The desire for this man...

Keith's warm tongue licked the length of her neck, biting the flesh beneath her ear.

"Tell me what you want..." He whispered as he licked and nipped her earlobe. "Say that you're mine."

Her eyes closed in bliss as she savored it all, breathing comes in intervals as she struggled for any signs of sanity. Her depraved mind and body shouted yes but she can't formulate any words. Already succumbing to the yearning she was feeling at that moment.

"Say it, Wynter, or I'll stop." He growled after a minute of her not answering.

He pulled her hair down to make eye contact with her. His dark onyx eyes darkened even more, shining with lust and one knee-buckling emotion. Possessiveness...

Her mouth opened in invitation as she relished the overwhelming feelings that plagued her. His roughness just made her crave for more, and with half-lidded eyes, she answered.

"I'm yours..."

KEITH hissed in appreciation as he heard her answer. Savage satisfaction enveloped him and he groaned like a wounded animal as he claimed her luscious lips again. Her taste exploded in his mouth and he groaned, hers was addicting and he found himself being addicted to it.

His tongue danced with hers, stroking it into a primitive dance he knows. He begrudgingly left her mouth and rake her whole body with his eyes. And damn it, she looks like an erotic dream that came alive.

His eyes riveted on those two hard soldiers jutting up, saluting him. Her breasts were full, pale, and dusted with pinkish nipples. The taste of her is exquisite, nothing could compare her to his past exploits. They were all forgettable, while she lingered.

He cupped one full mound with his rough hands, clearly satisfied with the fact that it fits his hand just right. He squeezed and knead it, twirling his thumb around the hard nub, and pinched it, earning a strangled moan from her.

He put the other one in his mouth, kissing around the ample flesh before sucking her nipples, laving it with his expert tongue. He groaned low on his throat before giving the same favor on the other. He sucked and licked like a babe's first taste of milk from her mum's cradle.

His tongue licked the area between her breasts before continuing down to her navel. His hands trailed down her curves and reached for the zipper of her skirt, taking it off her body. The material fell and pooled around her feet.

He groaned again when he saw what she was wearing. Nothing but a scrap of lace that covered her femininity...

Fvck...

"Ah. But red suits you, Lyubov Moya." He murmured. Distracted at the sight of her with nothing but her lace panties.

He studied the beauty standing before him. Wynter's inky black hair blanketed her like a halo, her face flushed red in desire. Her brown eyes were half-lidded in lust and her sensual mouth parted, swollen red due to his kisses.

Red marks welted the length of her lovely neck and in the valley of her breasts. His eyes then drawn to those long flawless legs he longed to wrap around his waist as he thrust wildly between her.

Oh, how he longed to do just that...

His eyes darted back at her beautiful face, then placed his hands on her waist. He fisted the sides of her lace panties, stretching it out, ripping the sinful material in half. She gasped as the cold air hit her naked skin. He huddled to kiss her lips, tasting her once again.

His fingers sought the apex of her thighs, groaning as he felt her, damp and wet for him. She whimpered in his mouth when his thumb circled her bundle of nerves, going liquid against his body.

His thick fingers probed the insides of her outer lips, finding her hot cavern and groaning at the exquisite feeling. Her folds were velvety and soft, just like the rest of her.

"You're so ready for me," He groaned in her ear.

He lifted her in his arms, hauling her upright before striding to the corner of the room, where a sofa waited for them. He deposited her there and joined her in the upholstery.

He braced himself above her as they kissed frantically, needing the contact. Her hands were everywhere, on his back, over his chest and the six-pack abs he has. Gripping at him like it's the end of the world.

His pants were painfully constricting his erection that lengthened harder than before. He popped the button on his pants and zipped it off as well, shoving it off his powerful legs together with his boxers.

His hard throbbing length jumped out, the crown glistening with prec-m.

He maneuvered Wynter's legs open before positioning above her. He looked down to take a peek and groaned at what he saw.

Her p-ssy glistened in the light. He never saw such an erotic sight before until now. Like a fvcking work of art.

He grounded his manhood over her slick lips which made both of them moan in unison.

"Keith... Please..." She whimpered as he ground his engorged manhood over her womanhood.

He growled low and heeded her silent request. He positioned his length on her slick folds until the head was breaching her opening.

"I'm going to take you now and I'm going to take you hard..." His voice sounding hoarse as he fought for restraints.

He bracketed his hands on both sides of her head, and with one hard thrust, he surged forward. Only to get stuck inside her tight sheets. His mind went blank with the pleasure that racked him, she was squeezing the fvck out of him!

In gritted teeth, he tried to move again but only progressed an inch or two. He was not seated halfway yet and he was being blinded with the desire to fvck her hard and fast. But her tight cavern didn't allow him, so he grew restless.

"Take me," He grunted and roughly thrust inside her, ripping the barrier that hindered him.

His whole length snugged deep to the hilt and he groaned like a wounded animal.

She felt like heaven...

Taste like heaven...

His mind hissed.

He didn't saw her squirming, nor noticed her pained plea. He was in a euphoric state, loving how fvcking tight she was being around him.

A hard slap waked him from his reverie and he looked down on her, confused by her action. He found her crying and he questioned why...

"You're hurting me, damn you!" She shrieked at him, eyes shimmering with unshed tears.

I hurt her?

Still puzzled, he looked down on their joined bodies and stiffened. Eyes widening upon the blood that trickled down.

"A virgin..." He rasped with awe in his voice.

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No one has warned Wynter from the biting pain that would eat her.

Sh.t, but it felt like she was ripped in half!

She clutched Keith's shoulders for support, clawing his skin with her nails. She doesn't know if she'll cry or push Keith away from her. The pain was overwhelming, it was like a burning hot rod of steel is forced inside her.

Her eyes were scrunched close as fresh tears streamed her eyes. She just felt him kissing her face. Ingraining hot little kisses at the corner of her mouth, on her jaw, the tip of her nose, and on her eyelids.

He remained unmoving above her like he was scared to move because he would hurt her if he did so. By all means, Keith is big. So damn big that it stretched her insides to the extent.

"You feel so hot..." He rasped as he continued to rain kisses on her skin. His one hand trailed down to knead her breasts before swooping down in the area where their bodies joined.

He flicked her distended cl-t that sent tremors all over her body. He played with it until she was squirming in need, hot liquid slithered down her canal to lubricate her seams.

"Oh gosh, please move..." She wailed as an onslaught of mind-numbing desire flayed her.

Keith took that as a sign and deliberately moved an inch like he was testing the waters. She moaned at the friction and arched her body for more, more of that pleasure.

He pumped short strokes and groaned with her, her toes curled in desire and want.

"Ahh, you feel so fvcking good," He moaned in her ears as he started moving.

He withdrew, almost pulling out until the head only breached her entrance and plunged deep inside. He did that again and again and again. Until he was moving fast atop her, thrusting with force, in and out.

She clutched his arms as she arched her back, meeting each of his powerful thrusts. Keith's mouth was everywhere before seizing her lips with his, mimicking the act of their lovemaking.

"Ohh..." she whimpered as she savored his every move. Her head lolled back in pleasure and their moans and groans echoed around the enclosed space.

"After this, I'm going to fvck you again." He said between their kisses.

"Yes... Yes..." She answered incoherently.

"Again and again, Wynter. I'll fvck you till you beg me to stop." He added.

He pushed once, then twice, before going faster than before. Fvcking her harder, it made her head spin. He dropped to his knees, still moving inside her as he pushed her legs open. Stretching them on both sides, making her fully vulnerable with his thrusts. He held her legs as he fvcked her harder, thrusting deeper inside her as she screamed in the blinding pleasure.

She didn't know where to place her hands, in the end, she grasped her own hair as she panted.

"I'm coming, please... Ohhhhh" She moaned in bliss.

She heard him cursed as he pumped his hips faster than he did before, and she accepted it all.

Keith gripped her jaw as he pistons between her legs.

"Look at me..." He husked out.

Their eyes connected and she couldn't look away, getting mesmerized by his onyx eyes that swarmed with lust.

He swiveled his hips, rotating it in a way that his pelvis bumped her engorged clit. He did it again until she could feel herself hanging on the edge of the most powerful orgasm she would ever have. Her mouth opened as her throat burned due to her loud moans.

"Come, Lyubov Moya. Drenched my cock with your juices..." He commanded.

His dirty talking and the way he moved called the inner submissive inside her, and she came hard.

"Keith!"

Her back arched off the sofa as her orgasm gripped her. Milking his shaft in frenzy...

Keith hissed as her folds constricted around his length, sucking him into the deep recesses of her femininity. He pumped thrice more before succumbing to his release. Cumming so hard inside her he almost shouted in pleasure.

"Ah, fvck..."

His body dropped above hers, covering it with his own. She gasped for breath as she collected her thoughts.

She was exhausted but sated.

She felt Keith's lips in the corner of her mouth right before she delved into blissful darkness...