Cilla’s POV
My body was shaking and my knees had become so weak I was worried they wouldn’t be able to support my weight for long. I realized all he had on was a towel wrapped around his waist.
His body was touching mine and burning it. His hands moved over my tiny belly and I felt butterflies dancing inside my stomach. Some centimeters below, my core was on fire and I could feel the wetness pooling in on my panty.
Ridian lowered his head and kissed my neck. I bit back a moan as my head fell to one side so I could give him more access. His tongue worked like magic on my skin, lighting fires on every spot it touched.
I was ready to surrender everything to him. Suddenly, he moved back and a wave of disappointment washed over me.
“Strip,” he said.
I glanced back and saw him staring at me. His green eyes were glazed and he looked even more attractive than I had ever seen him.
I turned and took a few breaths before unbuttoning the top part of my uniform dress. My hands were trembling as I did so. When I was done, I lifted the lower part of the dress and pulled it over my head. Tossing it aside, I removed my half-slip and remained in the granny panties I had forgotten I was wearing. I blushed when I realized he had already seen them. What a way to make an impression, Cilla, I inwardly scolded myself. I wouldn’t be surprised if he lost the mood after seeing such unattractive panties.
“Come here,” he said.
Still in my granny panties, I marched to where he was. He reached out and pulled me close to him before kissing my ready lips. His lips were softer than I imagined, and they moved slowly and expertly against mine, slowly building up a frenzy inside me. I pushed my body closer to his, wanting maximum contact and found myself grinding against his proud member which felt so big. Our lips fought a gentle battle of dominance for a while, but soon our passion went up high and we were kissing each other with a certain ferocity I had not known I was capable of.
Before long, Ridian had lifted me up and placed me on the couch before tearing apart my granny panties. His mouth feasted on my nipples, one at a time while a hand caressed the other. I was about to explode. This was something I had never experienced before. I did not know that fulfilling our bodily urges felt that good.
And then I felt it, his dick prodding at my entrance. I nearly lost it. But when he tried to pry it in, it wouldn’t go in so easily.
“A virgin,” he said.
I opened my eyes but the look on his face was not that of disappointment. He smiled and winked at me before thrusting in again. This time, he did it all at once. I felt a bit of raw pain as he moved in. As he gently thrust in and out, the pain reduced as my walls adjusted.
The feeling was like nothing I had ever felt before. Words cannot begin to describe just how good it was. Eventually, he was able to thrust in his whole dick. I felt so full, yet so good. He felt so good that I found myself crying. I didn’t know where the tears came from and why but it was just so damn good.
“Is something wrong,” he asked when I wiped my eyes.
“No,” I smiled. “This feels just so good. I had no idea sex was this amazing.”
Our lovemaking continued for a few more minutes. The intensity of the sensations had increased, especially around my core. As he moved faster, it rose until I exploded and my legs started shaking like crazy. With a confused look, I stared at Ridian who smiled.
“You came,” he said.
I smiled. Suddenly he was no longer smiling, but moving faster. I felt his body shake and fluid spurted inside me. He had come. He remained on top of me for some time before rolling off. Good enough the couch was wide enough for both of our bodies.
A few minutes later, Ridian got up and went to his bedroom without a word to me. I continued to lay there, thinking of what to do. When I heard the shower running, I knew it was time for me to go. I got up and started to put on my clothes. My knicker was now in tatters so I picked it up and stuffed it into my pocket. I sat down on the couch and waited for him to come out and talk to me.
The sex had been great, but had now changed the dynamics between us. I knew it was going to be hard to go back to being like before. I wanted to know what this meant.
The door eventually opened and he walked out. He was wearing a white t-shirt and dark blue shorts.
“What are you waiting for?” he said. “Leave.”
I stared at him in surprise. His expression was cold. It was like he was a totally different person, not the happy man who had made love to me a few minutes back. What the hell was his problem?
Not wanting to cause trouble, I decided to be humble and leave the room. Opening the door, I stepped out. Outside, I leaned against the wall and thought about what had just happened.
“Bastard,” I muttered before taking the stairs.
When I got to the ground floor, I found Maryanne at the foot of the stairs.
“Where are you from?” she asked.
Despite my mood, I smiled. “Where do you think I’m from?”
“I was at Mrs. Jamison’s a while back and you were nowhere to be seen.”
“Because I was somewhere else. Can’t you see the glow?”
“Were you with Brody?”
I laughed. “No, I prefer men with more power.” I said, before walking away. Maryanne grabbed my wrist, stopping me.
“What is your problem?” I asked.
“You.”
“What did I do to you, Maryanne?”
She let me go. “Nothing.”
“I thought so,” I said before walking out of the building.
Last time I checked Maryanne had seemed to be in love with her friend, and now I heard that she had been trying to seduce Ridian. What was she up to?
Thankfully, I did not meet anybody else until I reached my building. Fishing my underwear from my pocket, I dumped it in the trash bin and went inside. Opening my door, I stripped. The heat in my body turned back on as I remembered the feel of Ridian’s hands and lips all over my soft skin. Suddenly, I wanted more. I wanted to go back in there and let him do whatever he wanted with me.
Remembering his cold look as he dismissed me changed my mind. I began to feel like I had been used. He had used me when it was convenient for him and let me go just like that.
Why the hell had I fallen for the trap?