Chapter 262: Night Of Pleasure
His grip on her was firm, solidly guiding as he concentrated his eyes on every little reaction she made. He wanted to pleasure her in every way possible, to go wild on this woman who was unbreakable, and tonight, he was going to make sure she experiences emotions she never once knew she was capable of feeling, and this will be a night they will both rember till eternities to co.
Samantha could feel the strength of his hands against her flesh– it wasn’t really rough, but she couldn’t say it was a gentle grasp either. When Ivan positioned her properly on the mattress, from the heat in his eyes, she could see he wanted her to stay still, whilst he slowly pulled out of her, only to sink back in with his whole length– leaving her breathless.
His teeth clenched as her insides squeezed him, and he could feel her stretch with each sensual thrust he made, molding her perfectly to his size. She was warm, and so freaking good he felt he would lt to this sensation washing over him.
"Good girl, you’re taking it so good...ugh...this is... only for you. Fuck! You’re so tight!" Ivan let out a deep groan before he lowered his body to find her lips, kissing her deeply and enjoying the feel of her insides. He was going to take things slow until her body fully adjusted to him– as compelled as he was to thrash her over and over till they both lost their mind to the pleasure building up inside of them, he knew he had to be patient if he wanted to ever take it to the next step.
"Heavenly Lord! Are you squeezing
on purpose?" The mont he asked, he seed to have regretted it, because the next minute, her insides were squeezing him ever so tightly, whilst she wrapped her legs around his waist, her nails digging into his back as his hard body was pressed down on her delicate ones.
"Little Lamb, you should know better than to provocate
with your disobedience," there was sothing sexually dark about his voice, not to ntion but the way his eye color had taken the form of the deepest red, his oval-shaped irises glinting with mischief and pure lust. Grasping her hips and adjusting the stubborn woman to the perfect angle, his thrust beca consistent as he ramd in and out of her, his hips rolling as he made her feel weak and at his rcy on the bed.
Her cries of pleasure did not escape his ears, and her fingers, which latched onto him, had dropped onto the bed to hold the sheets instead. Her moistened eyes rolled in their sockets as she tried to get a grasp of herself but who was she kidding? She had squeezed him in the hopes that he would have rcy on her, but her actions seed to have warranted the opposite, because he wasn’t only fucking her insides, but her senses too.
"No.. please.." she turned her head to the side, and he thrusted deeply, pulling in and out without sparing her an ounce of rcy. At this point, both their bodies glistened with sweat, and his movent turned harsher, faster, each thrust holding a passionate promise of more nights like this to co.
Samantha writhed beneath him as he made her experience the true aning of pain and pleasure, whilst her breathing ca out in pants and puffs, eting with his low alluring groans and constant grunts.
"No.." he silenced her pleas with his lips, ramming his whole length into her. Her lewd sounds were loud enough that he guessed anyone who stayed within this corridor would have heard it. The re thought of this aroused him further, and he kissed her deeply, sensually, their tongue mating, whilst her hips arched up to et the powerful thrust of his hips, her legs trembling and quivering as they struggled to stay wrapped around his waist.
A sigh of pleasure escaped her lips. There was absolutely nothing gentle with how he made love to her, he was tearing her apart but not in the way she had predicted it to be. He was a passionate lover, one who knew when to be gentle and not gentle at all.
She had indirectly asked for this, he was giving it to her.
Suddenly, she felt him a spot that sent her toes instinctively curling, her pupils dilating, her insides involuntary clenching. As if he knew the reason behind that abrupt display of reaction, a sinful smile curved his lips, and when he hit that sa spot, she moaned out loud, her voice a quivering lody to his ears.
"My little lamb just found her spot, feels good, no?" Teasingly, he slowly pulled out and slamd his hard mber into her, targeting that spot that almost made her sit up if he wasn’t hovering above her. "Needy little lamb, so you like it a lot when I do this..." he repeated his actions, and Samantha was back to grasping the sheets for so support.
Imdiately, he began his fast thrusting, hitting that spot over and over till she was crying out in pleasure. She tried to turn, to avoid the addictive feeling, but he had her in place, promising her she wasn’t going to go anywhere tonight. It felt incredibly good to the point her hips began to move along with him, the pressure building, her muscles twitching, whilst Ivan’s jaw clenched in raw pleasure.
"That’s it, now let
hear you say my na." He urged, "I need to make sure you rember the na of the one who controls your body, the one who focuses your mind solely on himself! Let
hear it or I won’t give you the release you seek."
Samantha’s heart pounded erratically, she was losing her sanity over his constant thrusts and vehent demands. The room was filled with the sound of the creaking of the bed, skin slapping against skin, and their pleasure-filled moans.
"Say it," he growled close to her ear, and Samantha, who could no longer take this, looked at him with pleading eyes.
"Ivan..." her hands went around his shoulder as she pulled him down on her, whilst she whispered upon his lips, "please.."
She claid it right after, and Ivan’s thrust beca more fierce as he hit that spot that made her pleasurable sounds muffled on his lips. Her legs held on tighter as she awaited the feeling of what was to co, and he kept going until finally.
She scread his na when the sa familiar burst of stars blurred her vision, and at the sa ti, she felt sothing warm seep into her body. The energy in her body imdiately drained as she collapsed on the bed, her breathing haggard, her heart singing, whilst she could hardly find the energy to move an arm.
Ivan’s eyes laid fixed on the woman who laid motionless on his bed, her body rosy, her hair tousled on the pillow. She looked divine, and she was his.
"You did well, my sweet." Not pulling himself out of her, he leaned down to kiss her softly. "The aftereffects are really one of the monts I looked up to– to feel your insides strumming the way it’s doing presently."
Samantha simply remained in her position, and he moved the sticky strands of her hair away from her sweaty face. All of a sudden, he ramd into her, forcing Samantha’s pupils to dilate as she looked at him in pure disbelief, and he smiled wickedly.
"We’re not done yet."
"W-what?"
"Little Lamb, this man is still hungry." And he leaned down to claim her sweet lips before she could protest, slowly igniting the fire she assud had been extinguished. He took her over and over again, leaving her at his insatiable rcy, whilst the night went by, and she knew, at the end of it, that she would never forget this day.
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