I feel his lips part my lips, and they begin to move. I suddenly get a hold of myself, and make to push him away, but he wraps his hand around my waist and pulls me closer to his body.
My body presses onto his. The clothes I held in my hands suddenly fell off my hands as I felt his tongue right in my mouth. His lips are soft, and whatever they are doing to me is actually tender, but he has to stop.
With a lot of my strength, I break off the kiss and push myself away from him. My fingers place on my lips, my heart racing faster as I gaze at him. “Why did you do that? That was the first kiss in my life. Why did you have to snatch it that way? Will you take responsibility for your actions?” I lash out at him.
His thumb rubs through his lips as he locks stares with me. He didn’t even respond to me, rather a faint smile displayed on his face.
That was it. That was the trait of a player. They think every lady is just for fun, and they never take responsibility for their actions. I can feel tears pricking the corner of my eyes as he’s still mute, looking at me. His actions made me feel like what happened a few seconds back was nothing.
Something that holds high value to me. I had always fantasized about my first kiss and how the lucky man would be so grateful to have it. But it was just taken away from me by someone who cared less.
The most annoying part is the fact that I can’t even hit him for his actions. I will pay a high price if I dare. I let out a deep breath and made to walk away from him, when I felt him pull me back.
He spins me and my feet stop right in front of him.
Beta Bronson gazes right over me and I anxiously gulp down because of his charming face. He bites his lower lip, and pulls up my chin with his left fingers, “What if I tell you I’m man enough to take responsibility for my actions? Will you grant me access to you?” He breathes the words and I find myself thrown into a sudden muteness.
His voice was perfect and it made my emotions move. This was one of the reasons why I hated his type. He was hard to resist, and the fact that he said the only words I wanted to hear, was making my voice more lost in my throat.
I couldn’t even respond to him. Malicia say something to him. Do you want him or not? Speak out.
My lips part to speak but no words come out of them. My eyes can’t stop flickering.
“I will take your muteness for a yes,” he whispers and fixes his lips on mine one more time. I couldn’t stop him. I find myself unable to push him away and I can’t tell what’s wrong with me.
I feel his hand on my waist, and he pulls my body into his. Shutting his eyes and kissing me deeply. My eyes also close and my lips begin to respond to his kiss as I feel my body melting into his touch.
He breaks off the kiss, “I’m sorry, I have to do this.” Beta Bronson lifts me from the floor and takes me to his bed, placing me on it. His eyes gaze over me as his fingers reach for the buttons of my shirt.
Slowly, he unlocks them, and takes off my shirt. I anxiously gulp and breathe hard. I knew what was going on, but I didn’t know why my body was so vulnerable to his touch.
I couldn’t ask him to stop because my body wanted a different thing from my brain. This was very confusing.
“Let’s take this off,” he reaches out for the strip of my bra, letting it drop down my arm. His eyes are still looking over me, as his finger pushes the cup of my bra down, my nipple comes right before him.
“This is beautiful,” he gazes at my nipple, and then reaches out to the hook of my bra, “I will take this off,” he takes off my bra.
My whole boobs are just standing right before his eyes, and his gaze is so fixed on them. A sense of embarrassment consumes my body and I try to cover my boobs with my hand.
Beta Bronson instantly holds my hand, “Don’t!… Please, don’t deprive my eyes from seeing something beautiful,” he takes my hand away.
So this is it. A man looking at my boobs. This is so uncomfortable but I love the fact that he’s saying something nice to my body. Not bad.
“Malicia,” his finger softly pitches my nipple and I gasps as I feel my pussy breath. What was that feeling? My heart couldn’t stop racing. “I know you are unaware of how badly I want you,” this time, his finger begins to stroke my nipple, and I love it.
He continues with his words, “I don’t mind playing with your body all day without fucking you, even when my cock is very hard right now for you,” his fingers stroke my nipple even more and I can feel my pussy heating up.
My body slowly begins to sway on the bed, and I want more of him.
Instantly, he fixes his mouth on my nipple, and I can feel his tongue stroking my nipple. Just then, a soft moan breaks from my lips and my fingers gently dig through his hair. I don’t know what it is, but I love this feeling of sexual pleasure.
My moan increases as I can’t help it anymore. I noticed his palm rubbing through my side, down to my hips and to my thigh. He reaches for my flare skirt, and lifts it up. His finger adjusted my pants a bit to the side, and his thumb gently pressed my clit.
I gasp and moan. The sexual heat I feel down increases and I can tell I’m already dripping. Beta Bronson brings his face to me and softly utters the words, “You are very wet. I can tell that you want me badly,” and with that, he slides below.
He lifts up my skirt, reaches for my pants, and takes it off. My pussy was right before his eyes. My hands fly to my face, covering it as I feel a sense of shyness consume me.
Just then, Beta Bronson spreads my thighs, and I feel his tongue on my clit. My head suddenly shoots upward as I try to get a glance of what is happening.
His head was buried in my pussy, and he used my skirt to cover over it. This man wants to suffocate himself in my pussy. What the fuck is he doing.
I feel his warm mouth playing with my pussy, and I love the feeling. My legs go wider as I begin to moan once again. Unintentionally, my palms grab my boobs and I begin to play with them, moaning hard as my head falls back to the bed.
It wasn’t just his tongue and mouth I was feeling. His thumb was also all over my clit, rubbing it and giving me the best sensation ever. My body sways uncontrollably on the bed, and my waist can’t stop moving.
Suddenly, he stops and I don’t want him to. He kneels on the bed, and takes off my skirt, throwing it to the side.
Beta Bronson comes down from the bed, standing right in front of me as he begins to undress. His eyes were solely fixed on my nakedness.
I feel like covering myself up, but there is no more need for it. He has seen, and touched all there is, so what else?
I for one can’t even help but also look at him as he undresses. He takes off his shirt, and I let out a deep breath at how muscular and broad his chest and shoulders were.
For some stupid reason, I find myself drawn to the tattoo I thought I hated. I was loving the view.
He took off his belt, unlocked the zip of his pants, and let his pants fall off in the most hottest way ever. He was standing before me with just his white underwear, and my eyes couldn’t leave the huge shape of his cock.
I had never seen a dick but with what I’ve read, I don’t think this was a normal size. It was too big to be normal.
Finally, he takes off his underwear, and his hard dick, curves upward. It was long, fat and curving, and I felt my heart skip in fear.
This was too big for me to take in. It’s my first time and I don’t think I can start with something this big. The pain will be unbearable.
Beta Bronson presses his knees on the bed and slowly moves closer. But the more closer he comes, the more I feel my heart race in fear
I try to move my body upward but he holds my thighs and pulls me closer to himself. My legs spread wide open, my pussy is before his eyes.
“I know it’s your first time. I promise to take it easy with you. The only thing you need to do is relax and let me have you. I will be gentle with it,” he utters, and I swallow my spit.
My heart races even faster as he brings his cock closer to my pussy. My body begins to vibrate. At this point, I don’t know if I still want him or not, because my body is just filled with fear.