I immediately regretted my actions since it was difficult to sleep with him, and I didn’t dare to move. It was a difficult situation to be in. I was also apprehensive about swallowing my saliva or clearing my throat. It was a tough position, and when I ventured to look at him, he was fast asleep.
Earlier, when he begged me to stay, I obliged his request. I scolded myself for being a pushover when it comes to Lance Salcedo! When I looked at him, he seemed to be asleep. I tried to move a little, but I was terrified to wake him up.
I had to suppress my breathing since I was so conscious of his presence and convinced myself that I wouldn’t get a wink from him if I tried. I considered going home, but then where would be my sense of accomplishment? As a result, I chose to stay, even though it was unpleasant.
What the hell happened to me?
My attention was drawn to his breathing, which was steady, and I moaned at the agony of battling my own thoughts about attempting to kiss him goodbye until thinking about it made me tired from the exertion.
I was startled awake when he slid his legs undermine in a split second after that. It was difficult but manageable. Although I made many attempts to take it away from me, my power was insufficient, and I was afraid of waking him up. The abrupt placement of his hand just below my breast took me completely by surprise, and I gasped for air.
If he’s attempting to make fun of me, he’s going to get into many problems since I was more than willing to participate in his game. Since last night, we already did it, so there would always be a possibility that he would try it again.
I moved my weight quickly and turned to face him, then placed my palm on top of his flat tummy to make him feel uncomfortable…just like me! He remained still and unresponsive, leading me to believe that he was most likely asleep.
As a result of being so near to him, the fragrance of his shampoo flooded my nostrils, or should I say, his general male scent assaulted my senses. At that point, he shifted his legs and laid them between mine, which was very close to my private area. I became terrified at the prospect that he was simply awake and attempting to play a joke on me.
“Lance?” I had to double-check my suspicions to be sure they were correct.
“Hmmm?” He replied with a sleepy voice.
My eyes widened as I realise that he has been awake the entire time! I smacked his arm since he was a prankster, but he abruptly grabbed mine and dragged me to his body. I tried to pull away from him since it was becoming too intimate, but he impeded my movements.
“Lance, no!” I tried to stop him!
“I’m so tempted right now to do something I shouldn’t be doing,” he whispered, and I could feel the goosebumps on my skin.
“Such as?”
“Such as this one,” he murmured, and then he invaded my lips, devoured it, and rendered me unable to think clearly anymore.
The legs that were resting between my thighs wouldn’t budge no matter how hard I tried to push him away from me. When he started caressing my honeypot, I was paralysed with fear. I was scared of losing myself again…just like last night!
He slipped my sleeping shorts down, and his hand crawled inside my underwear without a peep from below. After feeling his palm on my wetness, stroking it on my clits, and gently folding it into my folds, my breathing became shaky.
The sound of my whimpering increased in volume as he inserted one of his fingers within me. He looked completely perplexed by my reaction, and his movement indicated that he couldn’t stop himself from probing every inch of my body.
“Moan for me, baby,” he said.
It was the huskiness of his voice that I found so endearing as he urged me to groan for him. “Please, Lance, go slowly.”
The sound of my breathing attracted his attention, and I made an arching motion towards him. It was inevitable that it would come out when he tried to satisfy me with his finger, and he refused to stop even though I pleaded with him to do so because I couldn’t handle it any longer.
“Is it good, baby?” To which I merely nodded my head in response, my bottom lip clenched tight around the edge of my lower lip. “How about something like this?”
When I first felt the beginnings of my orgasm, I yelled with delight and groaned even louder. In return, he went faster and deeper until I pulled go of him and called his name from across the room. I tried to recover my breath a few seconds later, and I couldn’t look him in the eyes after the intensity had left.
The only thing I said after he had fulfilled my need was, “thank you.” We couldn’t agree, and I felt horrible for him since we couldn’t agree. About his swollen manhood, I asked, “Is it painful?” I wasn’t naïve, so I knew how it felt to have a boner and couldn’t do anything about it.
“A little, but you can help me,” he whispered before he intimately touched me despite my protests.
“Oh no…,” I sobbed as he messed with my clitoris for a while.
He attempted to undress me totally, and I could not prevent him from doing so while his touch worked miracles on my body. The blanket I was using to cover up my nakedness was taken away from me.
“Gorgeous,” he said in hushed tones before stroking me in ways that only he had been permitted.
With my consent, he was given the freedom to do whatever he wanted with my body. “Please take me,” I pleaded.
“Later, baby,” he assured me, and I put my faith in him.
The sudden removal of his own garments caught me off guard, and I tried to keep my gaze away from his increasing manhood, but I couldn’t. When we felt the urge to fulfil each other, our breathing became erratic.
Instantaneously, I was scared and had second thoughts about what I was doing. His gaze questioned my reluctance, and all I can do was stare at him. I couldn’t say anything, and I couldn’t stand up to his seductive ways.
“Why don’t we just stick to your finger?” As I shielded my exposed breasts from his gaze, I suggested that it would be safer.
“All right, if you say so,” he said, nodding his head.
To gain more access to my wetness, Lance changed positions. He slowly formed a circle on my clitoris with his middle and index fingers and then released it. He stroked it in a circular, gentle manner until it swelled with arousal, then he progressively increased the pace and rhythm of his motions until he reached his desired level of stimulation. His fingers moved carefully in and out of my body as I arched my back towards him.
“Please take me,” I pleaded with him over and over till he agreed to my request. “Ohhhh…,” I murmured, my voice breaking with emotion.
I could only wriggle my body in the direction of his hand when he refused to embrace me in his arms quickly. When he curled his finger within me, I groaned again, and my eyes rolled back to my head just as I was about to reach the climax of our lovemaking. As soon as I was about to reach the zenith of my orgasm, Lance would move his fingers away from me and touch another region of my body, which got me insanely excited.
Looking at Lance, I noticed that he was smirking before gently moving my hand towards his genital area. I was taken aback when I realised how hot it was on my hand. It was then that I touched it as if it were the most important item I’d ever held in my hands.
I rubbed his lengthy shaft, and he massaged my boobs in the same manner. Throughout the time, our hands were obsessed with exploring every nook and corner of our bodies. When his hand made its way down to my honeypot, I spread my legs and closed my eyes hard to avoid being seen. Even as I let him enjoy torturing my clitoris, I couldn’t help but worry when he was going to take me, especially considering that his manhood was already firm and heavy on my palm.
“Allow me,” I informed him, and he responded by furrowing his brows in agreement. I wanted to make him happy in the same way that he had made me happy.
It was time for me to get out of bed and move my weight towards his strong thighs. His massive erection urged me to kiss and adore it, and I gladly obliged. Before I sucked him to massage his shaft, my first step was touching its tip and forcefully stroking it up and down.
Lance groaned even louder, and I enjoyed the way he arched his body in my direction.
I kissed the tip of his erection and took a sip of the cumin-infused liquid that was oozing from it. I was tempted to do more since it was so good. I eventually lost control and licked him constantly.
Because of my sexual yearning for Lance, I could not restrain myself from sucking him so hard. When my tongue delighted him in ways that he had never experienced before, his body temperature soared to dangerous levels. He was captivated by it and wishes he could have seen more of it. He tugged my hair up and down in a jerking motion.
“Alexa,” he mumbled as he lifted me to his feet. “Stop it right now,” he urged.
I understood why he wanted me to refrain from providing him with services with my lips. His breathing grew increasingly more uneven and harsh as the day progressed. When I asked him to touch me again, he did so, and I was grateful for his cooperation.
He grasped my breast and stroked it till my nipples were erect as a result of the excitement. As a result, I was aroused every time he cupped my softness and toyed with her nipples, which he did several times throughout the night.
“Please take me now,” I begged, and he agreed with a nod of his head.
Afterwards, I winced in agony as he attempted to force his hardness down my throat. Even though I was an experienced woman, I found it difficult to keep my breathing under control as he went deeper.
“Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle with you,” he assured me.
After all, was said and done, he couldn’t stop himself from burying his erection into my body till it reached the deepest part of my body, thereby breaking his vow. When he got a little further, my eyes widened.
When he began to move, I opened my mouth while still looking into his eyes, saying, “Ahhhh…..” I had to put up with the discomfort of his bulk until my body became accustomed to it.
During our bodies’ perfect synchronisation rocking motion, I pleaded with him to go faster and harder. The heat from his pushes into and out of my body caused me to pant excessively until we both reached the zenith of our pleasure.
“Alexa…,” he muttered for my name as he softly nibbled the flesh on the back of my neck, which stirred me even further. I swirled my hips around his hardness till he groaned with delight at how much pleasure he was getting out of it.
“Kiss me,” I instructed him, and he did it without hesitation. “I’m coming,” I whispered into his ear.
As he continued to thrust into me, he sucked my bottom lip and did not let it out until I felt his sperm surge into my womb. “Me too,” he said, and then he sucked my bottom lip as he pushed further deeper.