Chapter 13: Chapter 13

The water falling on my body only contributes more to the irrational desire that that man makes me feel, his caresses are like small tugs on my skin, delicious and pleasant tugs, his kisses are aphrodisiac that it makes me lose my sanity and raise my libido.

"Every corner of your body will remember me," he says in a tremendously harsh voice. “Your lips will have the sensation of mine without the possibility that they can forget it.” He brings his hands to my hips and presses me closer to him, his gigantic erection sinking into my belly and with each ragged breath I take he sinks a little. "I will be the owner of your skin, your kisses, your moans and your body." We looked into each other's eyes. "You will be mine." My hands run through each line of his muscles, they contract at my contact. "I will be the first man in your bed, I will be the owner of your first time." He kisses me with passion, with that passion that makes me want him more.

"That gives me hope that your body and your sensations will also be mine," I run my hands up his shoulders to his neck, “even when I don't have the slightest idea of ​​how to make love, the fact of being the first virgin you would fuck relaxes me." He smiles in that way that shakes me immovable and takes me in his arms with great ease, I get entangled in his body and I devour it with my mouth, I want him too much, my skin burns, the pressure I have on my sex hurts and my nipples can't get any harder.

“I cannot stand it anymore,” he said in-between my lips, moving so that our sexes rub against each other in a delicious way, I gasp because of how hot and eager I am, this man loses me and dominates my desire without a chance to protest, he turns off the shower and leaves the bathroom.

"Wait," I ask, agitated, “My cell phone,” he grunts, “easy, I’m not getting away from you," I give him a small kiss and looked into his eyes, he rolls his eyes and without lowering me he leans down to take it himself, without giving it to me and kissing me again he goes to bed, when I feel him, I gasp with pleasure because of how soft it is, he leaves the mobile on the nightstand and looks at me.

"I'm going to taste you like no one will ever be able to do," he whispers hoarsely, "I'll make you come for me over and over again, when I feel like there's nothing left to taste then I'll fuck you." I moan when I feel like a current runs through my body and reaches my sex causing it to contract strongly, my nipples are hard and erect ready for him. "I can't believe there is such perfection," he says in a choked voice as he separates from me, to look at me from his height.  "Open up for me," he asks in that extremely erotic voice, "I want to observe your perfect and excited body, I want to see what causes you that feeling of being observed by me, I want to perceive that energy that we transmit to each other without touching."

Only his words are opening my legs, desire has me so seized that I do not think for a second what I am doing, in me there is no shame, there are no doubtful thoughts, there is only fire, excitement and pleasure in having that man captivated by  my body. "Touch your nipples for me," he asks me in a way that is not to refuse, I am eager, hot and I want everything with him, I slowly raise my hands up my body until I bring them to my breasts to play with them, my fingers pull  my small and pink nipples, the moans that come out of my mouth excite me more.

“Look at me.” He demands and I do, his look of fire with desire brings me almost to orgasm, I feel an intense heat throughout my body, he approaches me and removes my hands to take the place with his, the sensation is twice as delicious,  he makes everything more intense.

“Kiss Me,” I ask him in a fit of madness, to see his lips parted and his pupils dilated by desire make me squirm under his slow caresses, he approaches slowly and in the same way he kisses me, lust is increasing, good sense disappeared  since he touched me for the first time. His kiss goes down my neck, my body does not stop suffering discharges, it does not stop vibrating at his contact, the sensation of pleasure mixed with desire makes me move as if I were sailing in calm waters of relaxing sensations, the embracing fire that I feel consumes me every time he places a kiss on my skin, his hands match his kisses and complement the moment, I am on an erotic journey from which I do not want to return.  I feel his mouth on my mound of Venus, "Hamann." I gasp not knowing how to take all that pleasure that he gives me.

"I want you to call me Kahin,” he says separating from me, “that will be the name that you will record and shout, that is the name that you will never forget.” I look at him crazy with desire and I close my eyes when I feel the path that his tongue gives through my entire cleft, I shrink from the pleasure, I feel the liquid emanate from my sex, his tongue is soft, warm, delicate and pleasant like everything he does. I close my hands into a fist, squeezing the sheets, my legs struggle to close due to that overflowing sensation that he provokes in me with his tongue, his arms surround my legs and keep them open, my breathing is nothing more than a combination of moaning and gasping, his agile tongue runs through my sex without leaving an inch of skin without his attention, when he deviates to my legs I feel like dying, I want him in my sex again, giving me that pleasure that I feel for the first time.

"Kahin,” I gasp and he growls, he takes a somewhat hard bite, but that only adds to the uncontrollable desire I feel. "Oh mio dio," I moan in Italian.

"I will be your God from today,” he said running his tongue down the inside of my leg, I convulse, he's torturing me with everything he does, I'm going to protest when I feel a hard and fast lick on my clit.

“Jesus!” I snap at the pleasant surprise that I felt, “I want it again,” I ask him in a hoarse voice as I look at him, his smile is mischievous, he lowers his head without stopping looking at me and he does it again, I close my eyes and tighten the sheets more, I can't stop moaning, I get carried away by all this heat and this passion that that man between my legs awakens in me, I am no longer the inexperienced virgin now I know very well what is the pleasure given by a man. My hands go to his hair and I pull him roughly but I make sure not to hurt him, his tongue becomes more intense and the heat is rising through my body as if I was submerging myself in a river of lava, I can feel the pressure my sex is becoming more painful.

"Kahin ..." I cry as I feel my body lose control and shake more and more, “ah delicious Kahin." I scream when I feel that pressure expands expelled abundant liquid from my sex, the convulsions of my body are exaggerated, but I can't control them, not when he is still giving me pleasure, "I ... I can't take it anymore," I whisper on the verge of fainting, it's too much pleasure, I feel like another orgasm invades my body, my moans are louder and more followed.

"Tremendously delicious," I hear him growl as he runs over my body with his kisses, my breathing is so irregular that my chest rises and falls wildly, he kisses me and I reciprocate, I hug him immediately I want to feel it.

"Mmm, am I sweet?" I whisper between his lips.

"Sweet as I imagined you were." He bites my lip and his erection slides over my sex, a bit of nerves settles in me, but desire does not let it dominate. "My cock hurts from so much anxiety I have about you," he kisses my neck and takes small bites that he then relieves with his tongue, “you cause too much excitement in me.” One of his hands goes to one of my breasts, my gasps do not stop and his growls do not stay behind.

"Fuck, can you turn off that fucking cell phone,” he grunts without taking his eyes off me, I was so caught up in this hot moment that I didn't hear it vibrate, when I took it to turn it off, I saw that I have 10 missed calls from mom.

“She's my mother,” I say in the midst of the agitation.

"Can't your mother leave you alone?" he asks, looking at me this time, I look at him with an apologetic face, if desire allows it, he doesn't stop moving his hips against mine.

"She never insists, let me answer please,” I begged him, I can't get past him, this is a signed agreement and as much as I would like to do what I want it would be wrong.

"Make it quick and hands-free,” he says, kissing my shoulders again, I try to relax my voice to answer, but it is impossible for me not to feel what he does to me.

"Hi Mom," I answer slowly so I don't gasp.

"Forgive me honey, I didn't want to wake you up."  I hear her say behind the line, I bite my lip to swallow a moan, Kahin is sucking on my nipples.

“Quiet mamma, what's wrong?” I ask almost on a gasp.

"They advanced the operation, darling."

Hearing that unnerves me, I stopped Kahin, “did something happen to you, mom? You're fine? What happened?” I sit on the bed and start to worry.

"Hey calm down," she laughs, "I'm fine, there's a quota for the operation and I took it, I already want to be home ...”

“I'm coming,” I say immediately interrupting her.

"No, I don't want you to come, if I called you it's just so you know, okay?"  She asks in a severe tone.

"But mamma ...”

"Ascolta bene cosa ti, Marilí Olethea," she says in almost a shout,  "I don't want you to come here to be cold and worried. Tomorrow afternoon you can come and see me, I swear Olethea that if I realize that you have come, the Italian will come out and you will see it with me. Capisci?" She asks, I look at Kahin's frown and bite my lip. What am I doing? This is supposed to be a fucking contract and I can't miss it.

"Ok mamma, everything will be fine, I'll see you later." I say goodbye to my mother and she hangs up after sending me a kiss.