Sinful Affairs

Dangerous Affair C4 – Vulnerable

Her eyes widened for a moment when he took her wrists and positioned them above her head. She struggled a little, just trying to escape his hold without truly meaning to. She felt weak, vulnerable and exposed. Her chest heaved as she stared at him, her lips parted. He grinned and began peppering her face with wet kisses, sometimes playfully biting her skin. Her continuous moan drove him mad. She liked everything, huh? She arched her back again, seemingly offering her chest and he alternately suckled on her breasts again. He licked her from her neck down to her navel. He pulled out of her and rubbed his length along her slit, all the while watching her reaction. She looked as frustrated as he felt. With one hand on her wrists, he used the other to grab her neck.

“Look at me.” He demanded and she obeyed, her eyes hooded from the pleasure assaulting her senses. Her lips already looked red and swollen.

She closed her eyes as he began to enter her still tight sheath but he stopped within a second.

“Don’t close your eyes and look at me. I’ll stop every time you don’t.”

Shit. That’s a little hard to do. She tried her best and looked at him with determination. His smile was wicked as he drove his c**k inside her aching p***y.

“Please!” That’s the third time she begged him, her eyes almost watery with need.

He had himself seated at her deepest spot he could reach. Seeing how she’s obeying him nicely, he gave her what she wanted. Her mouth opened as she panted and moaned with each thrust he made, and her hips moved on its own, meeting each stroke of his c**k against her channel. He slowly moved his hand from her neck to her chest and groped her breasts one after the other. Her cries grew louder but she managed to keep her eyes on him, despite blinking frequently. There was a moment she forgot and she felt him slow down, making her remember. He groaned as he pounded her hard and fast. Rye could clearly hear the slapping sounds their bodies made as he pounded against her. She was dripping wet and it escaped her mind that the couch wasn’t hers. They’re definitely making a mess. He grunted and each pound felt harder than before it. He hammered her as he felt his balls contract. He loudly groaned as he unloaded deep inside her young body. She finally closed her eyes as she felt the spurts of warm liquid filling her up. His c**k twitched inside her as more of his c*m came out. He’d been withholding it since he started massaging her. It felt great to have it released. He slumped against her body, his head next to hers. He could feel her heaving for a while until she caught her breath. What now?

“I think it’s time to eat dinner. You must be hungry after this exercise.”

For some reason, what he said made her chuckle. She boldly teased him, slowly caressing his back as she whispered, “I was more curious to find out what it’s like to be eaten by you.”

The picture she painted in his mind was clear, making him groan. His c**k was getting hard again and she felt it from within her. Her eyes constricted.

“I’ll have you for dessert, but for now . . . let’s eat.” He promised before getting up and wearing his clothes again. He helped her up and she awkwardly wore her shirt. It was long enough to cover her private parts. As she stood, she felt a wetness leaking down her thighs. Maybe she should wear her panties . . . He stopped her contemplation as he pulled her towards the table.

“Let’s eat first. We can continue later.”

Her stomach clenched at his pronouncement and she’s not sure how to face him now that they’ve actually done it.

“You’ve grown up to become a terribly desirable woman.” He commented while giving her an appreciative look from head to toe.

“I can’t believe I was your first.” He sounded amused as a smile played on his lips.

Rye grunted and took the seat he pulled for her, which is right next to him.

“Guys tried to get into my pants, but they weren’t my type. There’s always something off about them.” It was just the feeling she always gets. Even after the few times she decided she needed to get her cherry popped, she would back out of it when the guy was unable to turn her on, no matter what he tried.

Grant raised an eyebrow at that. “Am I your type, then?”

He didn’t think her face could get even more flushed than it already was.

He lightly chuckled next to her, but withheld himself from making jokes. He’s not sure how she might take them.

“Eat. I’m not done with you yet.” He’s quite direct and didn’t bother censoring his thoughts. Since they’ve already committed the act, there’s no point pretending it didn’t happen, especially when he wants more of her.

She inhaled sharply when Grant placed a hand on her thigh. She quickly reached for a packaged meal and ate. s**t, she didn’t realize she’s starving. While they were having s*x, the hunger didn’t even register.

She began to fidget when he started massaging her thigh and slowly moving towards her center. She’s still leaking their combined juices. s**t, now the chair’s a mess, too. She parted her legs, giving him access.

“You also want more, huh?”

Her breathing hitched as he began caressing her slit and poking her with a finger. She moaned and pushed her seat away from the table. Her breathing turned heavy as she slumped, placing her forehead against the table top and her hands clutching the sides.

She got embarrassed when he suddenly stopped.

“You haven’t finished eating, right? Eat.” He reminded her and behaved for a few minutes. Afterwards, he went to the bathroom to take a shower. Rye quickly cleaned up the table and brushed her teeth.

When she was done, she faced the living room. The couch particularly caught her eyes. No way is she gonna have s*x with Grant on Van’s bed. She wouldn’t be able to do it. They haven’t exactly talked about what’s going on. She realized it must be awkward for him, too, so they seemed to have a silent agreement not to mention his daughter.

Also, it’s good that it’s a Friday. She has no work the next day and she could already feel her body aching in places again. Huh. He massaged her just to give her sore muscles? She might have to demand another massage.

She was startled when cold arms suddenly enveloped her. He smelled like a fruity shampoo. She held his arms as he began pressing sloppy wet kisses on her neck, licking the column and biting behind her ear. She shivered when his arms loosened around her stomach and his hands wandered upwards to cup both of her breasts. She tiptoed, seemingly trying to move away from his touch. He weighed both globes and jiggled them before mashing them together. She groaned in pain and tried to stop his hands. She’s too weak to actually do so. He licked her jaw and she tilted her head to one side as he used his tongue to taste her. It felt like he’s lifting her, given how only her toes were touching the floor. She clutched on his arm as a hand travelled downwards to the apex of her thighs. The other held her boob in place and teasing a n****e. The unexpected pleasure was making her mad. When he stroked the folds of her p***y, she let out a gasp and leaned back into him. She parted her legs, giving him sweet access and he unexpectedly touched her roughly. He surprised her by pumping his digits in, hard and fast. She cried out and felt a bit shameful. He’s holding her like a ragdoll. She cried more when he lifted her up and three of his fingers were stroking her insides. She’s practically hanging on him as he violated her. For a moment, she felt that way. He made her come in that position. She got all sweaty and was panting hard as he put her back on the floor. She was weak in the knees and still needed his support to keep her upright. He turned her body around and he assaulted her mouth, diving deep and holding her tongue hostage. He didn’t let go for quite a long time. It seemed like hours to her as they intensely kissed each other. He has already moved her next to the couch and gently pushed her down.

Rye was in a daze as she stared up at him. The only thing on her mind was . . .

“You owe me another massage.”

Grant raised an eyebrow and chuckled. It was such a wonderful sound, making her desire him more. He removed the towel around his waist and she was treated to a nice view of his massive weapon. Her body remembers how it felt inside her and she wanted it again. It was blissfully satisfying. She swallowed hard as he got on top of her again.

“We might have to use the bed eventually, or would you be down to go to my place tomorrow?” He asked as he feathered light touches on her sides, tickling her.

Rye thought about it quite quickly. “Your place.”

“If you’re interested, you can also stay there temporarily while you’re looking for a new apartment.” He offered as he moved a hand towards her core, making her squirm. His voice was strained but he’s still able to think properly.

She recalled his address and asked, “You haven’t moved, have you?”

“No, I haven’t.” He assured her as his fingers began exploring her channel.

She spread her legs further apart as she moaned, “Your place is closer to my workplace.”

“That’s good, then.” He f****d her with his fingers until she cried out her release. Sweat beaded his forehead as he strained himself. She’s new to all this so he reminded himself to be considerate. She’s definitely going to ache in many places tomorrow as her body wasn’t used to this.

She was panting as he mounted her and he felt her freeze.

“No. Just give me a moment to breath, please?” She begged but he’s not going to wait long. Groaning, he nibbled on her neck and tried to distract himself by playing with her breasts.