Chapter 3

• CLAIRE LEBLANC
• That warm mouth was sucking on my breast, my fingers intertwining with those blonde strands, my body arching for more of him as my breath became even more erratic.
• Damn it...
• Why was it so good? My entire body had already tingled, and my pussy? It was so wet that I could feel my underwear soaked. And when his fingers began to play with me, just tracing around my pussy, threatening to enter, threatening to stimulate my clit... I almost cried out of frustration.
• "Stop... torturing me..." I spoke between moans, only for him to bring his face to mine, a sly smile forming on his face, full of mischief.
• "Should I?" He said, turning my body to the wall. "What would I gain from that?" His voice was close to my ear at that moment, kisses starting to be placed on my back, one of his hands continuing on my breast.
• "Please..." I whimpered.
• "Is that all you have?" He clearly mocked, his fingers starting to move on my clit precisely. "Dear... you're so simple..."
• I even thought about telling him to go to hell at that moment, but honestly? I didn't care, not when waves of pleasure spread through my body, and I was grateful that the music at the ball was loud enough so that no one could hear my moans.
• "Mo-more... faster..." I begged, my hips arching so much that I could feel his hard cock inside his pants, as if it would jump out at any moment.
• But I didn't have much time to think about it because he had started to move even faster, my nails almost tearing the wall of my room.
• "Lower, dear... what if someone passes by here?" That blond guy said with such a sly tone that I didn't know if I found it sexy or just very fucked up. "You should be more careful..."
• I took a deep breath.
• I bit my lip to try to keep my voice lower, and when he noticed that, he seemed to want to make my situation worse by all possible means.
• He went down my body with kisses, bites, and hickies, and then? He put his mouth between my legs, his fingers penetrating me.
• Heaven...
• My eyes were rolling completely while he did that, and I had to contain both my moans and tears; my legs almost starting to give way, one of my hands beginning to push his head into me.
• I wanted more of that feeling.
• I wanted much, much more...
• "Ah... deeper...," I practically begged, still trying to keep my voice low, my hand under control not to tear those blonde hairs off. "Like... this..."
• He seemed to smile when I said that, my pussy getting wetter and tighter. And like the beautiful sadist that bastard was... he started to put his fingers even harder inside me, his mouth sucking and licking me eagerly.
• I no longer knew how many times I had come by that point, and all I could know was that my body was getting more and more sensitive to it, my legs almost giving way, my body almost falling to the ground. That seemed to make him have a little mercy on my soul, my body being taken to the bed while he kissed me, my legs being placed around his waist as I felt my body reclining on the mattress.
• And when he took off his belt and his cock came out of his pants? Damn it...
• That thing was huge.
• I didn't know if it would fit.
• Damn it...
• But I should have imagined, he's tall as fuck, and as much as his body is more delicate, his muscles are defined, marked.
• However, before putting it in, he seemed to want to calm me down before that, a kiss being given on my forehead, another on the tip of my nose, and when it reached my mouth... I felt him put that huge thing right against my pussy.
• Our kiss became more intense after that, my arms around his neck, and when I felt him enter, a burning sensation took over my body, along with a pleasure that made me moan between kisses, my nails sinking into his pale back.
• He started moving inside me after entering, his movements increasing in strength and speed with each thrust, my head going back, my eyes rolling.
• His cock filled me completely, and it was getting better every second that passed, my pussy getting tighter and so wet that I felt something dripping. His mouth, at that, went to my neck, hickeys being made there, and then going to my breasts.
• But I could barely feel his mouth making hickeys and bites on my body at that moment; I could only feel that pleasure that seemed to spread more and more, my pussy starting to throb next to his cock that seemed to have gotten even harder inside me, pulsating.
• His movements started to become much rougher and stronger after a while, and my legs brought him even closer, my nails sinking even deeper into his flesh, and everything in my body? Seemed to ask for more.
• Yes, much more of him.
• I wanted him to fuck me until the night ended, for that feeling to continue, and damn it... the orgasms were the best.
• I had once again lost count of how many times I had come, and honestly? I didn't need to know either.
• I didn't need to, because I knew it would be a long time before it was over, because that blondie? He seemed to be just getting started.