SEX WITH MY BEST FRIEND'S FIANCÉ-Chapter 197

- KILLIAN -

Something stirs on my chest. I don’t have to open my eyes to know it’s a body. A soft, small physique resting on me. I circle my arms tighter around her body, pulling her closer to me than she already is.

It’s Hazel. Her naked form is glued to my partially clothed body. I’m putting on a loosely fitted shirt, unbuttoned to the last button along with sweatpants but trust me when I say that having her bare before me is certainly enthralling and makes it hard to just want to lay on a bed with her.

If nature could have it, I’d want my body conjoined with hers, but part of me is glad this can’t happen because I love having to gaze at her every time and thank the stars that she’s mine. My arms close on her tummy. She’s soft. Her whole body is soft that I just want to feel every inch of her and let her rest on me forever.

If there was a way for time to pause just so we could enjoy each other’s company. . . I’d never ask or wish for anything again. Simply being with her is enough. I’m deeply drawn to her that it scares me but it’s the kind of fret that I want to pursue. I slid a hand higher till my palm rests on her boob. This is when I fondle it, groping hard.

A whimper makes its way to my ears. “Could you be any more obvious? Waking up with hunger is quite childish, don’t you think?” Hazel moans. From the sound of her voice, I can tell it was my touch that woke her up.

Am I sorry? No.

Do I feel terrible for disturbing her beauty sleep? Yes.

“And good morning to you too.” I breath then kiss the back of her head. My hand is still playing with her breast, twisting her nipples gently between my fingers. These have to be my favourite thing in the world. Hers only.

“Good morning.” She yawns. “Sleep okay?”

“How could I not?” I answer. The satisfied exhale that left her lips makes me smile. I can tell that she’s grinning.

My other hand has been dormant for quite a while. I let it caress her tummy, sliding lower down her body. My head leers down her skin, mouth pasting kisses on her neck. The soft giggles that leave her lips has me continuing. In just a few seconds, those giggles will turn into a moan, I will make sure of it.

My other hand trails lower, pushing her thighs ajar a little bit with my fingers as it rests on her pussy. A gasp echoes in the room. I can feel the swell between her legs. I’ve touched that pussy so much that I know every single dimension of it to notice the swell. Maybe my fingers aren’t the best for this game of teasing I planned to indulge in, it would be a shame to have my little kitten unable to walk during exam preparations. She needs to be visited with something tender. My tongue.

I let my finger spread her pussy lips wide to feel her. Her body quivers on mine. Hazel is wet. So wet.

“I love that you’re always ready for me.” I murmur, spreading her wetness over her clit.

“Quite the contrary.” She manages to say, breathing heavily after every word. Small fingers makes its way to the back of my head, twisting into my hair roughly. “You just always know how to get me worked up so quickly.”

“Even better.” I say into her neck, sinking my teeth in. “Do you want me to help you,” my tongue plasters on her skin. “Quench that thirst?” I ask, tilting my head up so my mouth is close to her ears. My teeth traps her earlobe and I tease it with my tongue.

“Yes!” She breath aloud.

I take my hand off her pussy, sinking into the sheets when she stops me.

“I want your cock, Killian.” She blurts out. Seems like she caught on fast to what I wanted to do.

This lady does not like herself.

“You’re sore.” I remind her. In case she forgot, we had sex over and over again last night till her body couldn’t take it anymore. Till her essence was dripping all over my body that I had to change clothes because she squirted. Over and over again. Just the flashback is making my dick tinge with need.

“I don’t care.” Hazel pants, craning her head back to face me without turning much. Her lips meet with mine. I let my tongue dive into her mouth without hesitation.

A groan leave my lips into her mouth as her fingers make its way into my pants, fisting my throbbing cock. She thrusts her hand back and forth my length while circling around my cock.

“I want you in me, Killian. Please.” She begs. I’m way too captivated to back out now. I raise her leg high, taking my hand off her nipple to her tummy, angling her ass closer to me.

I want her wrapped around me just as much as she does. I slide in. The loud moan she screams makes me ease down my pace.

I plunge into her pussy gently, letting her pussy which clenches around my dick now wet with her essence get accustomed to my girth and movement.

Hazel keeps her face angled backwards, looking at me as I thrust into her slowly. This pose is wild. It makes me enter her with ease. I can feel myself deeper in her, touching her insides. Her pussy walls tighten around my cock and I groan. freewebnoveℓ.com

Fuck.

She feels so good.

“I’m going to go a little faster.” I say, my hand on her tummy. Hazel nods. This is when my pace quickens. I watch her lips part as soft pants rattles out of them. She can barely keep her eyes locked with mine. Hear head begins to falter backwards despite the averted position.

I lean my face closer to hers and lock my lips in hers, plunging into her quicker this time. This act was done to tame her moans.

I love hearing her response to my fucking, but for some reason, I enjoy them being muffled. I enjoy her trying to restrain them but failing terribly at it. I enjoy the taste of her tongue and slight aversion of her mouth in mine when her body ripens with desire due to the passion of our love making. When she can barely contain herself and quivers on my bed beneath me.

This time, before me.

Her body is jerking on mine. I hear the sound of her ass cheeks clapping on my body with each smack of my body into her. Her tongue can barely stay interlocked with mine as each thrust of my cock in her leaves her panting. Loud, unabashed, pants escape her mouth, filling the air with nothing but the blissful sound of our love making. And the scent of it. It’s fucking glorious. I slide my hand lower, letting my finger circle her clit.

Hazel’s eyes widens.

Her moans are contagious. Her fingers clenching into my hair speaks volumes and her body dancing to my rhythm is fucking blissful. “Have I ever told you how much I love fucking you, kitten?” I breathe, completely captivated.

Whimpers are my answers. A smirk paints my lips. Considering the circumstance, that I can live with. Her pussy pools on mine, dripping hard on my cock. I feel her pussy walls clench and unclench at intervals around me. She’s close. I wouldn’t halt her orgasm for anything in the world. Not now. Not when I’m close too.

I slide in and out of her faster, gently pressing my hand on her lower stomach while kneading my fingers around her clit gently but quicker.

Short gasps reverberates in the room followed by uncontrolled moans and heavy breathing. Hazel’s head sinks into the pillows, her eyes rolling backwards and mouth spread ajar as she mumbles loudly what she does best.

“Come for me.” I order. “Wet my bed with your essence. Let my dick soak the come of the pussy housing it.”

I don’t stop. Nor do I go easy on her. Slamming into her pussy relentlessly has become my new favourite thing. I motion my hand on her stomach to the side, holding her hip and controlling her movement on my dick, grinding her into me while I thrust in and out of her from behind.

Her body trembles. The words being spat out of her mouth make no fucking sense and I love it that way. I love being the one who makes her forget everything sane when we’re in bed.

A grunt morphs out my mouth at the pleasure consuming me. There’s a fire burning through me because of her. Heat transpiring between us. The effect of our act goes straight to my cock.

She’s just a few seconds away from coming and I can feel it. The way her pussy walls squeezes my cock alerts me.

My brows creases, causing me to stop. Hazels body freezes along with mine at the sound of a door opening. A familiar voice yells out my name. A feminine one.

Shit.