CHIARA POV
Content Alert: This story contains explicit and mature themes, including sexual content and other adult topics. Reader discretion is advised, particularly for individuals under the age of 18.
I opened the door to his room, my heart racing with anticipation. As I stepped inside, I immediately noticed that only a dim light illuminated the space, casting a seductive ambiance in the room. My eyes scanned the room until they landed on him, peacefully slumbering in his bed. A soft smile tugged at the corner of my lips, filled with eager hope that this encounter would not end up being a mistake.
With careful steps, I made my way towards him, my body buzzing with desire. Standing in front of him, I let my hips subtly grind against him, feeling a jolt of pleasure in response to his unconscious movements. Emboldened by his arousal, I leaned in, capturing his lips in a passionate kiss. However, his reaction caught me off guard as he pushed me away, a hint of confusion lacing his voice.
"Mia, what on earth are you doing?" he questioned, attempting to process the situation unfolding before him. Despite the uncertainty in his voice, a hunger began to flicker in his eyes, hinting at his own desires.
A pang of uncertainty rippled through me, but I couldn't let it deter me. I needed to understand his motives, to ensure that our desires aligned. Drawing a languid breath, I moved closer to him, attempting to evoke a sense of allure.
"Why resist, when we both long for this?" I asked, my voice husky with desire, hoping to coax him into surrendering to the passion that simmered between us.
Just as I thought I had the upper hand, his sudden movements took me by surprise. In one swift motion, he shifted his position, effortlessly flipping us over. Now, I found myself beneath him, our roles suddenly reversed, his dominance coming to the forefront. The intensity in his eyes smoldered, revealing a side of him that I had only dreamt of.
"Are you sure about this?" his question hung in the air, uncertainty dripping from his words as he peered into my eyes. I could sense his doubt, his concern, but the longing within me urged me to take action. Ignoring his inquiry, I closed the gap between us, my lips meeting his in a fiery embrace. The intensity of our kiss consumed us, a hunger for each other evident in every press and caress.
Desire ignited within us, coursing through our veins like a wildfire. His hands, emboldened by the passion that consumed us, began exploring my body, seeking out the contours and curves that drove him wild. Gentle and eager, his touch made me emit a throaty growl, a primal instinct taking control.
As our bodies entwined, his gaze skimmed my bare form, clad only in his shirt, the realization dawning upon him. A sudden rush of insecurity washed over me, causing me to instinctively cover myself, shielding my vulnerability. In that moment, I questioned my own allure, wondering if I could truly captivate him in this state.
But his voice, filled with genuine admiration broke through my doubts, shattering them into a million pieces. With every tender kiss he planted on my chest, each gentle word he uttered, he reassured me, reminding me of my innate beauty. His devotion to every inch of me proved that I held an undeniable allure in his eyes.
As his lips trailed further down my body, the longing inside me intensified. A moan of pleasure slipped through my lips, carried by waves of delight as he lavished attention on that part of me, indulging my senses. In this moment, nothing else mattered, the outside world fading away as blissful fulfillment overtook us both.
"Ahh!" My moans grew louder as he inserted two fingers inside me.
"Ugh! Faster, please!" I pleaded, eager for more, and he didn't disappoint. He picked up the pace, and after a while, I could feel myself building towards orgasm. I met his fingers with my own hand, urging myself further into his touch. The overwhelming pleasure washed over me like a wave, leaving me weak and breathless. But before I could fully recover, I felt something enter me.
"Ah, you're so tight, Mia," he moaned, moving slowly and carefully.
"Hmm... Faster, please, Luis! I want it faster!" I growled, craving more intensity. Soon enough, he started thrusting into me with increasing speed.
"Ahh! That feels amazing, Luis!" I moaned, lost in the ecstasy of the moment. I could feel his rhythm matching mine, pushing us both towards our climax.
"Ohh, I'm coming," I gasped, my voice strained with pleasure.
"Me too, let's come together," he urged, his thrusts becoming more aggressive. And then, we both reached our peak, our bodies intertwined in a passionate release.
As our connection reached its culmination, he pulled me close and held me in a tight embrace. Overwhelmed with exhaustion, I closed my eyes, succumbing to the weariness that washed over me.
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I awoke to the feeling of strong arms enveloping me from behind, and something unexpectedly prodding at my rear end. Confused, I opened my eyes and found myself in Luis's room. A smile immediately formed on my face as memories flooded back from the previous night, reminding me of the incredible time we had together.
As I shifted slightly, I could sense Luis's pet lingering nearby, desperately seeking attention. Turning towards Luis, who was still tightly holding onto me, I locked eyes with him. Slowly, he opened his eyes and a warm smile spread across his lips, mirroring my own excitement.
"Good morning," I greeted him affectionately, unable to hide my happiness. Leaning in, I pressed my lips against his in a tender kiss, our connection growing stronger with each passing moment. "Morning," he replied, reciprocating my affectionate gesture.
With work looming ahead, I broke the momentary silence and brought up the topic of breakfast. "Shall we have breakfast before we start our day?" I asked, aware of the need to fuel ourselves. A mischievous gleam sparkled in Luis's eyes as he responded, "I would much prefer to have you as my breakfast."
Caught off guard but amused by his playful remark, I flashed a flirty smile and retorted, "I happen to prefer you as well, in that case." Our words hung between us, charged with desire, and our connection deepened even further.
I could feel the fire building within us as we embraced, the previous night's passion still lingering in the air. We decided to indulge in one another, savoring the time we had before the responsibilities of the day swept us away.
With an eager hunger, our lips met again, igniting a fierce desire between us. Our bodies intertwined, skin against skin, as we relished in the sensation of each other's touch. Luis's hands roamed my body, tracing every curve and eliciting moans of pleasure from my lips.
Lost in the intensity of the moment, I could feel his arousal pressing against me, urging me to ride the waves of ecstasy once more. The ferocity of our connection was palpable as he guided me, his hands guiding my desires.
Luis's touch was electric, sending shivers down my spine as he explored every inch of me. I couldn't help but surrender myself to his command, my body responding eagerly to his every move. The world around us faded away as our hunger for one another grew, consumed by an insatiable need for satisfaction.
Our bodies moved in perfect harmony, syncing our desires and propelling us towards mutual pleasure. Every thrust, every moan, brought us closer to the climax we had been chasing. And as our release approached, our cries of ecstasy filled the room, echoing through the air as we held onto each other for dear life.
Exhausted but utterly content, we collapsed into a state of bliss, our bodies intertwined in the aftermath of our passion. The room was filled with the sweet scent of satisfaction as we lay there, basking in the euphoria and cherishing the connection we had forged.
In Luis's arms, I felt safe. And as I succumbed to the fatigue that washed over me, I couldn't help but hope that this encounter would be the start of something beautifully profound between us.
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I am sitting on my office chair here in the office of my boutique, going about my usual work, when the tranquility of the room was abruptly shattered by the piercing ring of the telephone.
Ring! Ring! Ring!
Sarah, my secretary who knew Xander from when we were together, informed me that he was here and seeking to see me. Confusion and curiosity flooded my mind. Why would he make the effort to come all this way, after all this time?
"Tell him to come in," I instructed Sarah before hanging up the phone. My mind was filled with questions as I tried to make sense of his unexpected visit.
Soon enough, a knock came from the door, and I invited Xander into my office. He entered silently, nodding in acknowledgment. I gestured for him to take a seat across from me, wanting to get to the bottom of his sudden appearance.
"What brings you here?" I asked, not one to beat around the bush. I knew Xander well enough to understand that there had to be a reason behind his visit.
His response caught me off guard. "I want to explain myself," Xander said softly. A wave of confusion washed over me. Explain what? The events of our past relationship still felt raw and tender, leaving me puzzled about what there was left to clarify.
Sensing my confusion, Xander attempted to illuminate his intentions further. "Closure, perhaps," he offered, his voice filled with a touch of vulnerability. "I just want to clarify what happened that day. I'm sorry, Chimi, I'm sorry for hurting you. But I want to assure you that I never cheated on you."
My mind whirled with an intricate blend of emotions. "Wait, what? I don't understand," I interjected. His sudden need to apologize and explain left me feeling uncertain. Would uncovering the truth truly alter the pain that had etched itself into my heart? To me, his explanation seemed unnecessary, as if it would change anything.
Xander persisted, his voice brimming with sincerity. "I still love you, Chimi. But I don't expect anything from you. I simply want to set the record straight, to absolve myself from the accusation of infidelity. I want to ensure that you won't harbor any more anger towards me." As his words hung in the air, he reached out to grasp my hand, resting on the table between us.
Confusion and anger fused within me, driving me to speak my truth. "You didn't cheat? What about Rhian? Don't lie to me, Xander. I saw you both, naked, I witnessed the evidence of intimacy-" My voice trembled, a culmination of the rawness of betrayal and the pain that still lingered.
"She drugged me," Xander interrupted, not allowing me to finish my sentence.