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chapter 5

Penulis: Maryam danesi Umar
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-01-23 23:24:54

“Stop,” i whispered, but my body betrayed me, leaning infinitesimally closer to his.

“I don’t think you want me to stop,” he murmured, his lips brushing against her ear. “In fact, I think you want me to do the exact opposite.”

my knees felt weak. This is wrong. This is part of the plan. But my body wasn’t listening to my mind anymore. i felt his hand trail down my arm, his fingers intertwining with mine. The warmth of his touch sent a jolt through me, and I knew I was losing control.

“Damien,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

“Yes, Sofia?” His voice was a low rumble, vibrating through her.

“This... this isn’t what we agreed on.”

“Maybe not,” he admitted, his free hand cupping her cheek. “But tell me you don’t feel this.”

I couldn't. Because I actually did. The pull between them was magnetic, undeniable. my lips parted with a silent invitation, and he didn’t hesitate. His mouth captured mine in a searing kiss that sent my world spinning. His lips were firm yet soft, demanding yet giving. I felt myself melt into him, my hands clutching at his shirt as if I would drown if i let go.

His tongue traced the seam of my lips, and I opened for him, a moan escaping my throat as our tongues danced. my body was pressed against his, and I could feel the hard planes of his chest, the way his muscles tensed under my touch shows how much he wanted me

“Sofia,” he growled against her lips, his hands sliding down to grip her hips. “You’re intoxicating.”

“Damien,” my body arching into his. “We... we shouldn’t.”

“Shouldn’t?” He pulled back slightly, his eyes dark with desire. “Tell me to stop, and I will.”

I hesitated, my mind warring with my body. This is wrong. This isn’t part of the plan. But the look in his eyes—the raw need—made my heart ache in a way I hadn’t expected.

“I... I can’t,” I admitted, my voice trembling.

“Good,” he said, capturing my lips again. This time, the kiss was deeper, more urgent. His hands roamed around mybody, memorizing every curve, every dip. I felt his fingers slide under the hem of my blouse, his touch sending sparks through me, God is this what I am actually here for

“Let me take care of you, Sofia,” he murmured against my skin as he trailed kisses down my neck. “Let me show you how good this can be.”

my breath hitched as his hands found the clasp of my bra, expertly undoing it and letting it fall away. His lips found my breasts, his tongue teasing my nipples until I was gasping for air.

“Damien,” I moaned, my hands tangling in his hair. “Please...”

“Please what? Tell me to stop, and I will stop,” he asked, his voice rough with desire.

“Don’t stop.”

Damien slide his dick into her

You feel so fucking good, sofia," he groaned, his voice strained with pleasure. "I could fuck you all night."

my hands gripped his shoulders, my nails digging into his skin as I matched his rhythm, my body moving in perfect harmony with his. The sound of our flesh slapping together filled the room, a primal soundtrack to our passionate dance.

As our pleasure built to an unbearable peak, Damien's eyes widened, and he pulled out of me, his cock glistening with my juices. my eyes flew open in surprise as he positioned himself at my mouth, his thick shaft hovering over my lips.

"Suck me, sofia," he commanded, his voice rough with desire. "Show me how much you want my cum."

sofia, overcome with lust, parted her lips, her tongue darting out to taste him. She took him into her mouth, her lips sliding down his length, her throat welcoming his hardness. Kaiko groaned, his hands tangling in her hair as she deep-throated him, her mouth working his cock with expert skil

You know, this is our first night together as a couple," he said, his voice soft and filled with emotion. "I never imagined it would be like this."

Damien turned to face her, his dark eyes sparkling with desire. "You have no idea how long I've wanted to be alone with you, sofia. I've been dreaming of this moment."

As he spoke, he began to unbutton his shirt, revealing his muscular chest and toned abs. Sofia's breath caught in her throat at the sight of his sculpted body. She felt her cheeks flush with desire as she watched him, her heart racing.

"I want to show you how much I've been longing for you," he continued, his voice husky with passion. "But I want to take it slow, savor every moment."

Damien approached her, his movements deliberate and sensual. He knelt before her, his hands gently caressing her thighs, sending shivers through her body. Sofia's eyes fluttered shut as she surrendered to the pleasure of his touch. His fingers trailed up her legs, slowly inching her dress higher, exposing her soft, pale skin.

POV

As he spoke, he leaned in, his lips brushing against my sensitive skin, sending electric currents through my body. I didn't know when I started moaning, my hands clutching the bed sheets, my body arching towards him. Damien's kisses trailed upwards, his tongue leaving a wet path on my skin, driving me wild with desire.

He paused, his lips hovering over my core, his breath causing goosebumps to rise on my skin. "Do you want me to stop, or should I keep going?" he asked, his voice laced with anticipation.

Sofia's eyes flew open, her gaze locking with his. "Please, don't stop," she pleaded, her voice hoarse with need.

Damiens eyes darkened with desire as he smiled, his lips curving into a wicked grin. "As you wish, my love."

With that, he plunged his tongue into her wetness, his mouth devouring her eagerly. Sofia cried out, her hands gripping his hair, her hips bucking off the bed as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. Damien's s skilled tongue explored every inch of her, his fingers joining in, teasing her clit as he sucked and licked her with abandon.

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