CHAPTER 1: HIS BODY, MY CURE

***CALISTA'S POV***

Eyes red with lust, ears filled with low grunts, and lips lightly parted. 

I stared at the perfect picture of the man standing at the center of the room. I watched the parting of his lips as he let out low grunts, the sweat that formed on his forehead, and then his firm chest. My eyes trailed down to the erratic movement below his waist, taking in the grand view of strong and slender fingers rubbing around a huge red dick. 

"Fuck... Can you suck me already?" He moaned out, glaring at me. 

A chuckle escaped my throat. I shook my head and gently crossed my legs. "You know how I play." I reminded. "Put me in the mood, punk." 

He scoffed and hung his head back, his fingers moving faster. His fingers moved from the base to the shaft and vice versa___. He was masturbating and the view?...

Damn, it made me wet. 

I watched him jerk off before me. His body was trembling slightly as he released his first cum on the ground, and my eyes lit up. 

I slowly stood up from the bed. Each step counted toward him, and I knelt before him. 

"Bitch, suck me already." He exclaimed, his eyes filled with displeasure. 

I giggled and winked at him. My eyes slowly fell on the enlarged dick slapping my nose, and I raised my head slightly, kissing the tip. I poked out my tongue and licked the semen lingering around the glans. 

The salty taste made me groan. 

"You're running me mad," I mumbled, my fingers wrapping around the penis. 

He smiled wryly. "You're doing worse." 

I rolled my eyes and moved my fingers around the dick. Opening my mouth, I took in the hot member before me and tried swallowing it, but damn, it was too lengthy!

Swallowing half, I squeezed the remaining half with my palm as I moved my mouth, sucking him. I pulled out and jerked him off with my hand. "You like it?" I asked, looking into his red eyes. 

He lowered his hands and grabbed my hair. Pulling on it, he pressed his dick on my lips and slammed it in. "Shut up!" He growled, tightening his fingers on my hair as he fucked my mouth. 

The dick choked me. It filled my mouth, reaching my throat, but my movement never stopped. The sound of my saliva rubbing against the dick filled the room, and my eyes grew teary. 

"You're killing me." He cried and tightened his fingers even more. 

My scalp hurt, but the pleasure made me crazy. I sucked faster, ignoring the pain in my numb mouth, until hot liquid poured down my throat, and I squinted. 

I removed my mouth and gently stood up. Leaving the cum that dripped down the corner of my lips, I laughed and caught his lips with mine, kissing him passionately. 

I invaded his mouth with my tongue, sweeping through his teeth and every part of his mouth. Our saliva mixed, and I moaned into his mouth. Pressing in, I deepened the kiss, biting and sucking him as my body grew hotter. 

I was fully aroused...

The taste of blood filled my mouth, and my arousal intensified. Not knowing whose blood it was, I swept my tongue around his tongue and sucked the blood mixed with saliva, wanting to swallow everything in. 

It comforted me. It satisfied the emptiness in my soul. Just like the day before, when it all started, he made me feel the things I had never felt before. 

Heck, he filled the void in my heart!

He held my shoulders and pushed me back.  Our eyes met, showing the lust evident within us, and we both laughed. 

He pulled down my lingerie, exposing my pale breasts, and he moaned loudly. I hung my head backward, waiting for his next movement. 

Warm lips pressed on my neck, biting and sucking. He licked me down to my cleavage and soon caught my nipple with his wet tongue. Sucking and chasing, he serviced my nipple, creating tension all over my body. 

"Fucking bastard..." I cursed. My voice slurred. 

His teeth lightly tightened around my nipple as he let out a low chuckle. "Need me already?" He questioned. 

"Hm," I replied, biting my lower lip while my fingers dug into his shoulders. 

"No. Wait a little while longer." His tone was filled with blatant mockery. 

I dug my nails deeper into his flesh and smirked. "I hate you." 

"I know you do." 

His fingers soon left my other nipple and his mouth covered it. He fondled my breasts, pressing so hard like he was going to burst them. 

He moved his lips down, trailing below my waist, and he knelt on one knee. He lifted one of my legs, placing it on his shoulder as his thumb reached my clitoris and he pressed on it. 

My body shook violently, and my eyes watered. I pressed my body down, tongue dangling as I grabbed my breasts. "So good..." I moaned. 

"Want more?" He asked. 

"Fuck off," I replied. 

"Is that what you want?" His voice grew deeper and his tone teasing. 

"Fuck me instead!" I exclaimed and glared at him. 

He grinned. His head bent, and he pressed his lips on my vagina opening. He sucked on it, his tongue pressed like it wanted to enter, but he stopped every time and just circled the opening instead. 

"Delicious." He commented. 

"I know. So good..." I moaned out. 

His thumb continued rubbing my clitoris while his tongue played with my opening. He sucked on it, bit, and licked, eliciting loud moans from me. 

"Fuck..." I cried as my body tensed and I released into his mouth. 

He dropped my leg and stood up. He lifted me up and walked toward the neatly dressed bed, throwing me in it. 

He stared at me. His tongue licked his lips and his eyes made it look like I was a delicious feast placed before him. 

He climbed the bed and bent over. He parted my legs as his cock pressed against my opening and he pushed in. 

My breathing hitched as he entered me and I moaned loudly. 

"You like it rough, huh?" He asked. 

"I love it rough," I replied. "Heck, Fuck me!" I ordered. 

He nodded, laughed, and moved deeper into me, hitting my sensitive spot. 

"Yeah... Right there___,"

"You beast___,"

"Yes, I'm screaming!"

He turned me around, changing my position to crawling style and he inserted his dick again. 

My opening swallowed the wet cock and I moaned, tears rolling down my cheeks. He grabbed my breasts and ravaged my hole, his moans filling my ears. 

"Yeah..." I pressed my waist closer to him. 

"Moan. Moan for me, slut!" He ordered. 

"Yes, ah. Um." I responded. 

"What are you?"

"I'm your bitch."

"What am I doing?"

"Ravaging my soul!"

"Love it?"

"Love it to death... Yeah..." I cried as I twisted my waist, responding to his thrusting. 

My hole suddenly tightened around his waist and he grunted. 

"Slut!" He moaned and slapped my breast. The sharp sound earned a moan from me. 

"Fuck me to death... Oh Yeah..." I yelled.

He cursed lowly as he ejaculated and finally pulled out. 

"Damn, I hate you!" He exclaimed. 

I fell weakly in bed, my eyes slightly parted as I panted heavily. The pleasure mixed with the sense of guilt made my body tremble, and I moaned again. 

"Let's go again." I suggested.