Just One Night

Passion

Chapter- 9

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Madness

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Daniel

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After carrying me in his arms, he slowly put me in the expanse of his bed. He looks at me for long hovering over me with his glazing eyes. His two orbs have a plausible satisfaction on it. So am I? A woman, capable of spawning the passion in a man. For a moment, I scold myself of the stupidity and reiterate to justify what I am seeing in his eyes. I am lost. And with my impressions of myself, I can't accept that I am one responsible for the way he seductively licks his lips and lowers down on me.

At that moment, I am blank. No thoughts.

His lips touch mine maturing the anticipation of it and throwing away the consequences out of the room. After all the room is occupied of us, the fervor, and the mere fulfillment of the burning need.

He clutches my hand and pins them above my head.

I pant.

The glow of his eyes reaches my core. I quiver in the pleasurable mercy of him. His shiny black locks of hair fall on his head bathed in the sweat make my fingers flex with the urge to touch it. Take the tiny droplets of sweat beside those locks and feel the effect we both are having on each other.

He gazes pivot on me looks through me.  He smirks in satisfaction.

"Would you like to touch me? " He asks me hoarsely inducing another wave of queer in my body.

At first, I gasp, settle, and then speak, "Yes. "

So desperately.

He moves away and leaves my hand making the pleasurable force go away with him. I feel an odd void.

"there you go. " He says pulling me up to such that I am sitting in minus lap against his hard erection.

The realization hits me. He wants me to touch him. I go nervous and hot. Gaging my impressions, he leans and slowly starts to put wet kisses om the side of my neck. I slowly reach to the pleasurable highs.

Taking my hand he put it in his hair and his hand holds my moving waist. At this moment I realize I am grinding myself into him, stroking my clit with the length of his erection.

"keep going." He breathes biting the corner of my neck.

I pant and moan louder. With the mere friction of his stone-like a shaft, I reach my zenith.  While he finds a way to get me out of my blouse and bra.

"Daniel. " I moan pulling on his hair. My own voice is unrecognizable to me.

"I want you now.  " I almost beg him in anticipation.

"Yes,  baby,  yes. " He apart and go down to unzip my pant while I begin to tear off his shirt against the buttons.

He chuckles looking at his shirt.

"Damn,  this way you are only provoking me to go very rough on you. "He pulls away from his shirt and looks at me in the eyes with the burning passion. There is an animalistic glaze in him. So different than what I saw on the beach. It turns me on more.

I pounce at him to kiss his lips.

He holds my waist and deepens the kiss. His hand reaches under my panties and he slowly digs into me. I gasp.

" f**k, you are so damn wet."

He begins to run his finger up and down me and then swiftly push it inside me in a trained manner. I shiver in his rhythm, digging myself into him. My fervor takes over him as he pushes me harshly over Ky behind.

Taking off his pant a little he frees his stone-like shaft. He moves and leaning to the drawer, he produces condoms. I look at him in the eye. He stares back at me while working for his hand over his d**k. His eyes blinked down at it. I gasp as an understanding hit me. He wants me to take him.

Surprisingly, I don't think at all and lean down on him. I hold him in my hand with my shivering hand. He pulses under my hand.

A whimper escapes his lips. He holds my shoulder and murmurs, " Go ahead."

I begin to run my palm up and down his big shaft, giving excess friction at his tip. He moans loud making me confident.

After a while, I lean and lick the tip of his d**k. Slowly, I take him in. My tongue moves at his length.

"f**k baby, f**k. Go deep." He rasps pushing my head into him. The tip of his d**k digs the back of my throat, making me go mad.

I look at his droopy eyes and wide-open mouth trying to find his high. I hold him right at the end and suck on his pulsing c**k.

"Oh baby, oh I am going to come." He moans.

"I will come in your mouth." He warns me but somehow I don't care. All I want is to be the reason for his shimmering pleasure.

I suck on him hard until I feel him pour into me.

"Oh, Jesus!" He cries and pulls me up. Pride grows in my face as I see the satisfaction in his face.

He lays me back and in another second he rides into me. Each time he goes in slow and deep. I cry holding his shoulder. After a few thrusts, his rhythm starts to pace until I gasp advancing to climax. Our body crushes and sweats until we both come together.

He slumps into me. Our racing hearts sync finding a perfect tempo in it. He kisses my neck and their lips. Sitting up he takes off his condom, wrapping it discards in the side of his bed.

He turns towards me with gleaming eyes. He is still in.

"Would you like to bath with me?"

A smile creeps in my face.

"I would love it." I whisper back.