Chapter 63: Chapter 63

“Hey, I want to go snorkeling.” I was now sitting outside the cabin he had made, staring at the distant sea while savoring the flavorful gust of wind. I turned to him as he put the runaway hairs behind my ear. I watched every movement of his hand as he just sat next to me.

It’s only been two days since we’ve been here, but it seems like the hand of the clock is spinning fast but the light that used to be dark in my heart is gone. Time doesn’t seem to be abandoning me because I don’t have to chase it. We are happy so far that it is just like this. We don't have to think about who can see us. There is no need to hide for fear that something may go wrong. I took his hand and kissed it. I know the man should do that, but I want to do it to him.

“Let's do snorkeling.”

When I said that, he suddenly took me to the bedroom. He had no hesitation in kissing me. When I didn’t open my mouth, he licked my lip to open it. I did what he wanted. I swung my tongue at him. Our hot saliva became connected. He dropped his kiss on my neck and sucked on it, which I think left a mark.

“Wait. We are still at the entrance.” I move his face away from my neck as I speak. My eyes are still awake, even though I am carried away by every kiss and caress he gives me.

I know no one will see us because our cabin is the only one here, and it is rarely visited. The view is also entirely of the water, and while it is doubtful that anybody will pass by, I am terrified that someone will see us. He ceased kissing me. Surprisingly, he is now listening to just one of my word. He drew me away from the door and shut it, despite the fact that it was creaking. That door is acceptable, but it makes such a loud noise when it shuts that you'll believe it's going to give away.

When that was closed, he carried me to the airbed. That’s new and looks thicker. Fortunately, it doesn't get pierced even if it's just on the sand. Possibly, Adonis did something to make that happen. The wood in a cabin will not cause this airbed to puncture. He sat me there while I just let him do what he would do next.

He also sat down next to me and kissed me once more. I assumed we'd have typical sex, but I was mistaken when he murmured in my ear, making my hair stand on end. He used to want merely a totally different place; now he wants something else.

“Hey, I'd like to try out the 69 positions. Do you wish?” He stated that in the middle of our kisses, and the crimson on my face is evident. The heat climbed my neck until it arrived at my breast, and the rigidity of my nipple was obvious because I was just wearing a white T-shirt and no bra.

Instantly, I was sitting on his face. Both of us have no coverings. I feel like I just blinked and had a hangover from what he told me. He was the first person I had sex with, so doing the thing that was just new to me was still embarrassing.

“Ah …!" I almost jumped when he suddenly licked my clit. He played with it with only his tongue and also sucked it as if it was delicious food. I just held his cock and pressed it to my cheek. I can't put it in my mouth because my brain is more focused on the tongue playing with my p*ssy.

“C’mon baby. Is your mouth useless?” He asked me a flirtatious question. My p*ssy feels numb because of what he's doing. I have the excitement that I am feeling.

I snatched his cock once again and raised my hand down there. I licked its lengthy meat and wrapped my tongue around the large tip, which was also moist. The size of that was like having a heart in my eye. When I placed it in my mouth, he shoved it, so I clutched to his legs. It was almost as if it was going to penetrate my neck and hit a tooth.

“Sit on my cock. I want to see you on top of me.” He grabbed my hips and raised them. I just seemed to blink and turned my back on him as his cock was already focused on me. I'm sitting on his cock now, but it hasn't entered my p*ssy yet.

Oh my gosh. Reverse cowgirl.

I moved my body up and down. He held my waist for support while I rested my hand on his legs, so it would not struggle. I lifted my body down and held it to my stomach because I felt like it was full and bounced up to my intestines.

“Hnnghh. I am so full.” I held it because his cock was already swollen inside.

“Come here.”

He drew me in front of him and placed me on his chest while I moved. I landed on his body as he moved in on me. He shifts half of his body, so he can continue to pound me.

“Oh… Yes. Yes. Because my hips offered to move, I followed him in his movements. He kissed me as he peered at me carefully as I lifted my face. I was saddened because, for the first time in a long time, I felt safe.

Is that even possible? Do you feel comfortable around the person whom to call “danger”? Can you truly feel safe when you don't know what the next rock may throw at you?

I gripped his neck and kissed him on the lips. Will I be able to truly inflict harm on this individual in the end? Can I just beg the almighty to wipe away all of our terrible memories of each other? Because I wanted to let him go but wasn't sure if I would cling to him or the past that was still living in my head.

“Can I just stop loving you?”