Chapter 7 Desire (3)

• Our breaths become heavier, my hand squeezes my breasts tightly, my back arches and my feet cling to the bed, I open and close my legs, I become desperate, moving like crazy, I lift my gaze to see in the mirror the image of my body lost in lust.
• I close my eyes and open my mouth, feeling the same sensation of fire invading me, I scream, letting go of my breast and grabbing onto the sheets.
• " Look at me!" I open my eyes, feeling a bit lost, thirsty, and the desire to take his member into my mouth when I see his thick white liquid slipping through his hands. I run my tongue over my lips and sigh, bringing my hand to my waist." Taste yourself!" Oh God! Does he really want me to bring my wet fingers to my mouth?" Now!" I open my mouth and suck my fingers, first slowly and then with force. The taste is strange, but not unpleasant. When I look back in front of me, I find myself alone. I don't know what to do. Should I leave? Have I bored him already? Is he not going to take me? I feel like I've completely lost my mind tonight.
• I see him coming out of the bathroom, carrying some things in his hand. He approaches the bed and kneels on it, staring at me. As it has happened since I found him in this place, my body shivers with the silent caress of his gaze.
• " Do you trust me?" I open my eyes and furrow my brow, impressed by his question, but above all, I am impressed by what I want to answer. I don't know him, but I feel like I could leave my life in his hands. I trust him like I have never trusted anyone else.
• " Yes." I reply with a dry mouth, hoping I haven't made the biggest mistake of my life.
• He approaches me, positions his legs on each side of my body, and reaches my face. He leans in and kisses me calmly, extending his whole body over mine. Kissing him is like reaching an oasis after almost dying of thirst. I feel in heaven.
• " Give me your hand." He whispers, and I raise my arm as he takes my hand." This won't hurt, just trust me. I won't harm you." I hold my breath and nod my head, sighing and waiting.
• He takes my hand and wraps it with a black and red ribbon. It's soft, and I don't feel any discomfort with it. He stretches my arm and ties it to the headboard of the bed. I take a deep breath again. What am I letting him do to me? He's a stranger!
• He takes my other hand and repeats the procedure, then leans in and kisses my neck, descending down my body, leaving small kisses and licks. I'm getting completely wet again, as if we hadn't done anything at all before.
• He kisses my center and continues down, taking my right leg and then the left, repeating the same procedure as with my arms. I look up and see myself on the ceiling, completely open and available to him. He could do whatever he wanted to me. Have I made a mistake in trusting him so blindly?
• The image is incredible. I never thought I could see myself this way, with my hair spread everywhere, my body not super thin but with some extra curves, sensually beautiful.
• " You are incredibly beautiful." He whispers as I watch him kneel in front of me, gently caressing his penis, then covering it with a condom." Now, I'm going to make you mine, and I promise that as long as you're in my arms, I'll be yours." His words excite me even more than I already am. I bite my lips as I see him approaching me, starting to feel panic. It's so big!
• The wicked gentleman places his knees on both sides of my hips, which he lifts slightly with his strong hands, positioning them at a small tense angle, by the limit of the handcuffs. Should I tell him now that I'm a virgin? Should I tell him to be careful?
• I don't have time to talk, I get lost in his gaze, while I feel his member entering me with strength and power.
• I scream, the sharp pain sensation is unbearable, I tightly grip the headboard of the bed."Breathe, Gia! Breathe!"
• "Are you okay? I'm sorry, sometimes I forget how big I am." He lets his hips fall onto the bed, but he doesn't leave my insides, he adjusts his arms around my face, gives me a soft kiss on the mouth, and starts moving again."You're actually very tight and you don't know how much pleasure it gives me to feel you this way, but it must not be very comfortable for you." I want to tell him that I was actually a virgin, but I prefer to stay silent.
• He starts moving slowly, it hurts a little less, he goes out and comes back in, I notice the effort in his arms to hold back, to make me get used to it and enjoy it.
• I observe his face, his gaze, and I start to lose myself in the sensations, outside, inside, this is incredible, the pain sensation has almost completely disappeared, I want to touch him, I'm dying of desire, but it also feels great, his dedication is incredible, it seems like he's moving just for me, for my pleasure.
• "Better?" I nod and it's as if he had given a starting signal.
• He accelerates his thrusts, I feel like I have lost myself in a world of sensations I never imagined, the fire inside me now completely embraces me, as if a volcano had imploded inside me, my temples throb, my hands and feet cling tightly to the black sheets.
• My breathing becomes shallower and shallower, and my world, as I knew it before, shatters into a thousand pieces.
• I feel a hand wrap around my neck and start to press, harder and harder, my heartbeats accelerate and then slow down, I open my eyes, I see my image a little blurry.
• The magnificent body of a man is on top of mine, his precise movements, my body responding to each of his thrusts and in the end, my mind flies.
• I lose touch with reality, I open my mouth, I feel his hand continue to squeeze harder and in seconds, the lava from my inner volcano consumes me completely and my heart stops beating.