One Night Stand [18+]

CHAPTER 4

Ezra lifted his head from between her snow-white t**s, and at the same time patted Celeste's buttocks, his voice sounded warning. "Don't move around."

She turned and twisted, letting her d**k, which was still buried in the tunnel, start to become restless again.

It swelled rapidly and filled up quickly, as if occupying its own territory. After a while, Celeste's wet and soft p***y was filled to the brim.

Ezra found that he still somewhat underestimated the properties of this medicine.

But at the moment when the woman put her hands around her neck and suddenly pulled herself down, and the two looked at each other, Ezra felt that it would be good if the medicine was stronger.

Celeste didn't know what Ezra was thinking, she just used her remaining consciousness to seriously look at the man in front of her who was having s*x with her.

He was the man sitting on the stage and playing the piano.

She knew he was good-looking, but at that time they were far away and there were many people. She was not so much impressed by his appearance, but rather because of the special feeling generated by the current atmosphere and the huge concert piano as the background. It was only after looking so carefully that Celeste discovered that the man's eyebrows were a little more delicate than what he had seen before.

But, not feminine at all.

Like a cheetah hiding in the forest, restrained and elegant, but full of strength and spirit.

"Why, am I that good-looking?"

This is probably the first time Ezra has been scrutinized at such a close distance since he can remember, and he is still a man.

If this woman was sent by an opponent or enemy, then this distance and the ability to react that he was proud of would be useless. As long as a knife stabs his heart, there will be no one named Ezra in this world anymore.

With the same thought, murderous intent suddenly arises.

Celeste was an ordinary person, so she naturally couldn't detect the subtle emotional changes in the man, but the arm around her waist that suddenly tightened made her cry out in pain.

Ezra regained his senses.

Celeste looked at him accusingly with aggrieved eyes.

Like a kitten.

Ezra felt that the hard place in his heart suddenly softened.

But the huge monster on the lower body is the opposite, more lively.

"Woo... so bloated..."

The woman whimpered like a kitten, making people tickle.

He bit the woman's lip.

He pulled out the c**k.

At the moment when the c**k left the hole, there was a bang, and Celeste's heart also trembled.

Really want.

Feels good to be filled.

I really want to be filled with a huge c**k.

Ezra seemed to see through the woman's mind, and laughed softly.

Celeste licked her lips unconsciously.

Ezra bit her lip out of a small wound. At this time, drops of blood were oozing from the wound, and she was dressed in a lustrous pink figure, charming, sexy, and even a bit of depraved beauty. Like a goblin who seduces people and commits crimes, she is so beautiful that people want to ravage her severely.

"Do you want it?"

"Do you want a d**k to be stabbed hard in the p***y?"

Ezra's voice was already deep, but now it was a little more hoarse than usual. To Celeste's ears, it was like coming from the temptation of the devil.

He clearly knew it was wrong, but he couldn't help but sink.

Celeste was blindfolded and did not answer.

Ezra was undoubtedly a patient hunter, he was waiting for Celeste's answer.

Active and willing.

Celeste's spirit gradually became lax, but her consciousness was still there.

She looked at the man's dark pupils, and what was reflected there was her unshaven appearance.

She had seen herself like this in Samuel's eyes. But since when did the man call his husband subconsciously to avoid his sight even when he was having a good time? It's a guilty conscience, but it's a pity that I have been deceiving myself and others, and I don't want to believe it. In the end, everyone else has entered the room, so I fled in embarrassment.

A man who dares not even look at you, how much do you expect him to be faithful in spirit and body? Celeste felt that herself in the past year was really ridiculously stupid, ridiculously sad.

Although Celeste didn't speak, Ezra could feel that Celeste was looking at other men through him.

This was the first time a woman dared to lie on his bed and miss another man.

Ezra's complexion turned ugly for a moment.

"You..."

"I want it."

Both voices sounded at the same time.

Celeste was taken aback, and Ezra was taken aback.

It was probably because the woman's eyes were too bright and sad at this time, like broken glass, which would be scratched if she was not careful. Ezra couldn't spit out the vicious and mean words that came into his mouth no matter what.

This is so weird?

How could he care about a woman's emotions so far?

Ezra frowned.

But Celeste didn't know what was going on in his heart, she just leaned her body against the man's chest.

A faint fragrance rushed into Ezra's nose.

It smells like roses with sweat.

Ezra's mind went blank for a moment.

Until the woman's hoarse voice pierced the eardrums.

"I want you."

"I want you to f**k me hard."

"Put a big c**k in my p***y and f**k me up all night."

Men and women, passion and indulgence.

After Celeste vented for countless times, she finally couldn't help it, sobbing and crying.

"No, don't do it anymore, it's so sour... um, so numb... so bloated... um... I can't take it anymore, I really can't take it..." Her throat was rambunctious all night. The groans were already hoarse.

Tears welled up in some absent-minded eyes.

But the man was like an insatiable beast, still working tirelessly in her p***y that it was so red and swollen from being f****d.

"Don't you do it anymore? Who told me to do it deeper, deeper?" The man licked her soft earlobe lewdly, and whispered. "Also, not only must it be deep, it must also be heavy and fast, and it must be filled to the brim..."

"No, don't say any more um... ah... I got it... um... I got it... ..."

Celeste screamed again.

She opened her big absent-minded eyes, bearing the weight of the man behind her every time, like a pile driver trying to firmly fix the c**k in the small hole.

Normally, Celeste would have passed out.

But because of the effect of the aphrodisiac, even though she is very tired now, her body is almost softened into a puddle, and she can only rely on the man's big palm on her waist to try to maintain the kneeling position, but she is still awake.

Sober and f****d.

This was the first time in Celeste's life that s*x could be so hearty.

Like a sunny afternoon, suddenly a gust of wind and rain fell, and like a cloudless night sky, countless dazzling fireworks suddenly bloomed, her whole body, all her senses, were drowned in the sea of ??desire, Enjoy the seemingly endless, beautiful excitement and pleasure.

Compared with the man behind him, Samuel looked like a child who hadn't grown up in bed, no matter the size of his c**k or his rich skills.

Suddenly, Celeste's n*****s were twisted hard.

She hissed in pain.

Looking back, the aggrieved eyes looked at the face that was still calm even in the blissful joy.

Celeste was secretly startled.

If it weren't for his heavy breathing, tense muscles, and those scarlet pupils with a bit of animalism, Celeste wouldn't have felt that this man was having s*x with her at all.

His expression was very calm and composed.

Such a man is truly terrifying.

"You are afraid of me."

This is an affirmative sentence, not a question sentence.

As soon as the man opened his mouth, Celeste's heart trembled.

She turned her head away, unwilling to answer the question.

However, the man's fingers pinched her chin, so she had to tilt her head to meet the man's scalp-numbing gaze.

Why can a man have such two completely different faces?

Sitting in the middle of the bar and playing the piano, although he is as cold as a winter plum blossom, he exudes an irresistible tenderness, but the man in front of him who is doing piston movements on his body looks like he is lurking in the forest. The beasts here are ferocious, vigorous and lonely.

The sharp eyes seem to tear people apart at any time.

"No..." Celeste said softly, almost in a whisper. "I'm not afraid..."

The aura on the man's body did make Celeste feel dangerous, a danger she had never seen before but instinctively feared. Men are terrifying, but they are also much better than those beasts with human faces and beast hearts.

At least, in a way, he saved himself and redeemed himself.

Thinking about it this way, the emotion of fear gradually disappeared.

Ezra had been paying attention to Celeste, and naturally observed her unexplained mood changes, as well as that "not afraid".

What a special woman...

Ezra had to admit that this woman who appeared inexplicably in front of him, and even now he was still not sure whether she came to him with ulterior motives or not, had completely aroused his interest.

Whether it's her wonderful body or her very being.

"Oh? Are you not afraid of me?"

Ezra slammed his lower body hard again.

Celeste softened her body and called out delicately.

"Well...not afraid."

Ezra smiled at her response.

"Aren't you afraid? You don't know who I am or what I do, so why aren't you afraid?" Ezra said maliciously, biting Celeste's earlobe. "Maybe I'm sick."

Celeste's body felt goosebumps when she heard the words.