Chapter 12: Chapter 12
“Why do you always do that?” he asks confusing me, “you act like you don't care at all when you do, you die of desire for me, you like to be with me and yet you're always looking for the right words to counter me or just cut me off.”
I shrug my shoulders and smile to hide it, “you make it easy for me, Mr. Hamann." My hands go to his neck and I massage him. "I'm not acting, that's how I am," I lie, "I can't help it." I bite my lip.
"You looked away," he said and I look at him again, “put the bravado aside, Dulce." I smile when I hear that name. "That won't work for you while we're in bed." He leans closer to me, giving way to heat and desire again. "I look forward to having you lying on my bed, legs spread wide and delighting in the views you will offer me." My panties can be twisted because of how soaked they are. “Caress every corner of your body and not with my hands." His breathing becomes heavy and mine ragged, to be honest I don't think I'm breathing right now. “I would do it with my tongue to savor you and never again forget how delicious you are,” my nipples get hard like rocks, this man takes me to a point where there is no return, there is only one way and that leads me to sin and desire.
His hand goes to my ass and squeezes it, “damn, I'm going to fuck you like a damn animal," he says, going from the erotic to the desperate and as incredible as it seems to see him like that, he puts me on.
"Remember more is achieved with honey than with gall," I remind him, even when I am crazy with passion and desire for him, I cannot ignore the fact that I am a virgin and if he loses control I can leave in pity.
"It's amazing how the hell you take away my fucking desire to fuck," he walks away from me frustrated.
“What do you want me to do? To succumb to everything you want and go beyond what I may suffer? I am a virgin, Mr. Hamann, you cannot forget that very important detail, it is my first time and even if it is not with love I would like to be treated as I deserve,” I say very angry and almost with rage, an intense heat runs through my stomach, that man makes me feel every way and every one of them ends as arousal.
"I've never deflowered a woman!"
Hearing him say that leaves the door open for flies, “but ... I thought ..."
"You thought wrong,” he yells, “I never sleep with inexperienced because they tend to fall in love with the fool of me and I cannot give love, my thing is to fuck hard, with spankings, bites, with ties and savagery.”
Hearing that makes me shiver, “well, hear the consequences because if you mark me or gives me a spanking, I will break your face.” We look at each other, we speak to each other with our eyes, and we understand that neither of us will give up.
"I wouldn't do something you don't want," he says this time calmer, surprising me, he approaches me, “my thing is to give pleasure and receive pleasure in return." He caresses my cheek again. "If being with you involves pampering, delicacy and subtlety, I will do it,” he brushes his lips with mine, his gesture makes me desperate, I want to kiss him and I do, I pull him towards me and our lips join in one, our tongues go in search of the other and when they meet they are involved in a sensual dance. I separate myself from lack of air, my chest rises and falls due to the heaviness of my breathing, my face burns from the desire I feel, I know that I am very flushed.
"I’m going to undress you. Remember what I told you in the limo?" he smiles and he gives me a quick kiss. “I will undress you slowly and in the process my fingers will caress your body to awaken that desire that you show for me,” he speaks to me with sensuality, my mouth dries up and my skin bristles, he undresses me little by little and fulfills everything that he says, his fingers walk through my body in a delicious way, the currents and spasms that I feel from his contact are going to hit my sex making the pressure that I have bigger and less bearable.
"Aaaahhh," I gasp almost in a whisper, the very look of him makes me heart beat, he admires my body and licks his lips.
“You're perfect,” he swallows hard, his voice huskier with the desire he has. He approaches me and takes his hand to my hair, caresses it and goes to my face, with a delicacy that melts me, he caresses my body, from my lips to the tips of my feet, his kisses are like small and addictive caresses, his tongue runs through my belly to the valley that separates my chest where he deposits a slow and sensual kiss, a muffled groan comes out of my throat. "Don't hold back, I want to listen to you, I want to know how eager you are for me." I close my eyes gulped, it is almost impossible for me to swallow because of the dryness of my mouth. "Come on sit down." He guides me to the tub and sits me on the edge of it.
"What are you going to do?" I ask in a deep and at the same time choked voice.
"Fear not." He walks away from me. "I'm going to wax you." He shows me what he has taken from the sink.
"Are you sure you know how to do it?" I can't help worrying, the desire is so great that my nakedness doesn't cause me shame, but that he waxes me scares me.
"I want you to trust me, okay?" Looking into his eyes and feeling the flame ignite in me, I nod. He sits in front of me, he applies something to me that smells really delicious and I feel the epilator pass with great care, his touch drives me crazy. I breathe in an agitated, uncontrolled way, every time he cleanses me to remove the pubic hair my body reacts in trembles and desperately asks for it, I have never felt this before, the pleasure is beyond my understanding.
"You're ready," he whispers running his fingers through my slit, a moan comes out of my mouth and an orgasm reached me with just the touch of him. “Shit!” He growls looking at my sex, I can see how he bites his lip hard.
“What's going on?” I ask in pauses about my chaotic breathing, without answering he stands me up and, holding me, guides me to the shower.
“You have me tremendously turned on,” his hoarse voice extends my orgasm, I see him undress, slowly he leaves his perfect tanned body in view, his muscles are each well defined, they tense with every movement he makes and that leads me to wanting him even more, each movement he practices is an invitation to want to touch them, I go through his naked body without restrictions but when I reach his erection I take a step back and frown, this is not possible. "Easy, I won't hurt you," he assures me, I bite my lips and don't respond, between nerves and alcohol? Perfect feeling!
I think very excited when I see him approaching me. Feeling his naked body against mine fills my expectations, he is much better than I imagined, he is hot, hard and his skin is tremendously soft, I hug him and kiss his lips vehemently, he demands and demands me, the heat invades us, excitement overwhelms us and desire blinds us, now I don't think, now I don't worry, now it's just him, me and the pleasure of being prey to his actions.