Chapter 72: Most Amazing Night! (M)

[Warning!!! R18. If you're uncomfortable reading smut, please skip this chapter otherwise, enjoy!]

Zarah looked at him before she walked closer to the bed.

She climbed into the bed and he pulled her closer to him. She made her sit on his lap while his eyes were on the movie playing in the background.

Zarah could not focus on the show that she was supposed to watch with him because her heart was so loud.

Xavier's natural scent which invaded her senses did not help her, too. It made her heart pound like crazy as she felt goosebumps all over her skin.

"Let's relax first, okay? I know you're nervous and so am I." Xavier said and Zarah looked at him in disbelief.

She did not believe that he was as overwhelmed as she did because he was sitting coolly. However, when he placed her ears closer to his heart, she was shocked to hear how loud and crazy his heartbeats were.

"Do you believe me now?" Xavier asked her and Zarah nodded her head.

She looked up and touched his face and they looked into each other's eyes for three minutes. No one dared to make a move first.

Zarah suddenly blurted out, "F*ck!"

This was what Xavier needed and he slammed his lips against hers.

The kiss was aggressive and demanding.

Zarah's arms wrapped around his neck as she positioned herself on his lap.

Zarah could feel something poking underneath her which caused her to moan in between the kiss.

Xavier's hands didn't stay still and roamed around underneath the robe. He was fondling and then pinching her pink n.i.p.p.l.e.s. Xavier liked how her b.r.e.a.s.t fitted inside his big palm.

They were so soft when he gently squeezed them. Something that he did not expect.

Perhaps because he was inexperienced, his actions were rough and sloppy.

However, he mentally took note of every reaction that Zarah made.

A muffled moan escaped from her lips because of the stimulation that he was making which boosted his confidence.

His kisses moved from her lips down to her earlobes. He kissed, licked, and then suck the sensitive skin below her ears and down to her neck.

He wanted to leave his mark all over her body so no man would dare to approach her when he was not around.

What he was doing brought a tingling sensation down her spine down to her toes and she subconsciously arched her back and grabbed the back of his hair as she shivered in pleasure.

Xavier untied the knot of her bathrobe and opened his present. Because of friction, the skin on her b.r.e.a.s.t.s reddened a little bit but his eyes were fixed on her n.i.p.p.l.e.s which needed his attention.

His desire took over him and he attacked them with his mouth.

He s*cked, licked, and twirled his tongue around it which caused another moan from Zarah.

Zarah was overwhelmed by the stimulations that Xavier was doing on her body.

A tear of happiness escaped from her eyes and she wiped it off as she was afraid that Xavier might misunderstand her.

"Don't hold back yourself, mon amour. Let me know how much you like what I'm doing," Xavier said as he shifted his attention to her other n.i.p.p.l.e.

Zarah bit her lower lip as she was trying to suppress another moan. Her action caused her body to become stiff.

Xavier stopped what he was doing and looked into her eyes.

"Let loose. We will not enjoy this unless you loosen up. Do you want me to continue?"

Zarah shook her head vigorously and Xavier misinterpreted her message.

He completely stopped what he was doing and looked at her worriedly.

"What's wrong? Is everything okay?"

If Zarah was not psychologically ready for this, he would not force her.

"You have misunderstood. I'm fine. Perhaps I was just nervous and overwhelmed. I have never felt like this."

Xavier smirked at the same time, he heaved a sigh of relief when he heard her explanation.

"Then, I'll be gentle. If you want to stop, just say so, okay?"

"Okay."

Xavier then smiled and kissed her lips again. And when Zarah responded, he removed her bathrobe completely and then gently laid her down on the bed. He then paused to look and appreciate Zarah's n.a.k.e.d.n.e.s.s.

"Do you know you're a walking masterpiece mon amour?" Xavier honestly told her.

With his intense gaze, Zarah suddenly became shy and tried to cover herself with her hands.

"Stop it!" she bashed him.

"Oh, believe me, mon amour. I will never stop telling you this every day. By accepting to be my wife, you made me the happiest man in the world."

Zarah's face turned beet red as she listened to Xavier's shameless words.

Xavier then started planting kisses on Zarah's breasts and then played on her n*ppl*s. He didn't stop unless she moaned for him.

He could feel Zarah's body stiffening whenever she got overwhelmed.

"Relax," he reminded her and Zarah obeyed him.

Xavier's kisses moved down to her belly and then to her navel. Zarah's back arched the moment he kissed the sensitive spot on her belly area and then another moan escaped from her lips.

Xavier went back to her n*ppl*s and started assaulting them again with his tongue. His hand then moved down the space between her legs.

He smiled when he felt how wet she was down there.

"You're wet for me, mon amour," he talked dirty and Zarah was embarrassed again.

She wanted to close her legs but Xavier stopped her from doing so.

"Don't do it mon amour. You have to be so wet as I'm afraid I might hurt you."

Zarah's eyes widened in shock.

Then Xavier retracted and stood up beside the bed as he removed his robe and unwrapped himself.

Zarah gasped as she stared at his godly physic.

Xavier had eight-pack abs and his chest muscles were flexing. However, what caught her attention was the thing in between his thighs.

It was standing proudly and was huge.

Zarah gulped hard as what Xavier said was right. Of course, she had seen one in photos and when she watched videos to educate herself.

However, she had not seen a real one.

She almost saw Josh's p*n*s when they had an intense makeout session before but the latter stopped what they were doing the moment she attempted to unbutton his pants.

The closest she got was this morning. However, she had only seen the tip but not everything.

"Do you want to say hi?" Xavier teased his wife and Zarah looked at his face.

"Come here," Xavier beckoned, and Zarah got up from the bed and then approached him.

She sat on the edge of the bed and looked at it closely like it was some wild creature.

"Can I touch it?" she asked nervously and Xavier replied, "Go ahead."

Zarah touched the tip and it moved.

"Woah!"

Being treated like a weird thing, Xavier then said, "Stop teasing it, or else, it might seek revenge later."

"Hold it properly, mon amour," he encouraged her. He then grabbed her hand and wrapped it around his thick shaft.

Xavier groaned in both pain and pleasure as finally it got the attention he wanted.

Zarah subconsciously moved her hand up and down against the sh*ft.

It felt so hard and h*t against her palm.

"Are you okay?" Zarah nervously asked as Xavier's groan intensified.

Xavier did not answer her. Instead, he bent and Zarah subconsciously leaned back until her back hit the soft mattress.

Xavier's hand then touched her p*ss* and stroked it gently. Then, he grabbed her legs and positioned her properly so that her b*tt and the edge of the mattress aligned.

His swift action caused Zarah to yelp and then she giggled when Xavier started tickling the soles of her feet.

She then stopped laughing when she saw Xavier's gaze fixed on her n*k*d p*ss*.

Zarah liked herself clean down there.

Xavier then knelt and started kissing her thighs. His kisses trailed down to her inner thighs.

Zarah's gaze followed his every action. Xavier would also look into her eyes as he was trying to read her reaction.

Xavier's erotic gazes aroused Zarah more.

Then Xavier looked at her drenched s*x and he exhaled sharply.

Her natural scent down there intoxicated him. It was inviting him to take a sip of her forbidden juice.

Xavier did just that.

He plunged his tongue into her soaked p*ss* and got addicted to it. Zarah arched her back as she felt another wave of pleasure surging into her.

She grabbed her legs in the air and squeezed them when she felt an immense wave of pleasure.

Xavier explored every crevice of her s*x with his tongue. He s*cked and played on her little knob and it caused a great reaction from Zarah.

Zarah's moan got louder. Her toes in the air curled down and her hip moved on its own.

Xavier knew that she was close. And so, he inserted his index finger inside her while he was also s*cking and stimulating her cl*t*ris.

"F*ck! I'm close."

Zarah could feel the pressure building up in her belly like she was about to pee.

Xavier knew that she was close and so he fastened his pace and added another finger.

"Call my name, mon amour. I want to hear my name when you c*m."

Seconds later, Zarah cried his name in pleasure, "Xavier!" as her body convulsed and a lot of her juices came out from her.

This was her second *rg*sm today and by far the most explosive one.

"I'm here, mon amour! I'm here."

Xavier then removed his fingers and l*cked her clean down there.

Her cl*t was so sensitive that she whimpered when his tongue touched it.

Xavier then smiled in satisfaction and looked at his panting wife.

He carried her up into his arms and then he moved her position on the bed.

He then climbed on the bed and planted a soft kiss on her forehead which had beads of sweat too.

"Are you ready mon amour? Once I'm in, there's no turning back," he reminded her.

Zarah, who had still not recovered from her high looked at him with hooded eyes.

Xavier then kissed her lips and let her taste herself in his mouth.

While he was kissing her, he positioned himself and spread her legs as wide as she could.

He then slowly poked his way inside her.

He held her gently and slowly made his way inside her. Xavier groaned after he felt how tight she was down there.

His two fingers were not enough to prepare her for the real deal.

Xavier groaned at the same time, Zarah's eyes widened especially when she felt herself being stretched open widely.

Xavier moved his hips and Zarah could feel that something was being torn inside her. She h*ssed in pain and tears started streaming down her cheeks.

Wait, pain. She felt pain.

Xavier panicked after he saw her crying. "What's wrong?"

"It hurts!" Zarah cried and Xavier kissed those tears away at the same time apologized.

He thought that since she had high pain tolerance, she would not feel hurt.

And so, he did not expect that she would react like this.

After Zarah calmed down, Xavier then asked her, "Can I move now?"

Zarah looked away and nodded shyly. She felt so embarrassed with her reaction earlier.

"Look at me, mon amour," Xavier demanded, and Zarah obeyed him.

He then gently moved his hips in and thrust his c*ck in and out of her p*ssy.

The pressure and pleasure made the couple groan and moan in harmony.

Zarah's nails dug into his bareback and left some fresh cuts on his back.

Xavier's gentle start became rough and fast until they hit the climax together.

"Zarah!"

"Xavier!"

Xavier grabbed and hugged Zarah tightly as his body convulsed and poured everything he had inside of her.

Zarah hugged him back as her body trembled in *rg*sm.

They then collapsed on the bed as their bodies relaxed from the high.

"Wow!" Zarah said and Xavier beamed with a huge smile of satisfaction on his face.

"That was epic! Amazing!"

Xavier chuckled and then kissed her right cheek which was still blushing from the high.

"I'm glad I did not leave a bad impression as your first, mon amour," he teased her, and Zarah was rendered speechless.

However, her eyes widened in shock when she felt something poking at her belly.

"Are you serious?!"

"I'm sorry. I can't help it. However, I'll let you have fifteen minutes break before we start the second round."

"...", Zarah was speechless.

Zarah thought that they were done. She had no idea that earlier was just a warm-up for Xavier.

"I did tell you, didn't I? Don't provoke it or else it would get revenge on you. This is what I'm talking about."

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