Chapter 6

MAYA

Those were questions I asked myself but his hands rallying over my body only resulted in ecstasy drowning those thoughts. I didn't care about anything any longer, other than I wanted to be with him. I wanted to be touched, to feel the bliss of being under a man's sexy charms and aura. 

What about our aftermath? 

That was only meant for later. 

Before I could even say the next word, Donovan was turning over to him, setting his lips on mine, his hands grabbing my body more firmly. 

Goshhhh! 

I lost total control as his lips ravaged mine, swiping from one corner to the other, my pussy drained down my pre-cum. I wanted to fuck him raw, I didn't need any kind of protection, nothing to worry, I was in my safe period. I didn't worry about being infected, he looked too responsible to fuck around without protection but I was going to do that with him. 

“You're making me lose control over myself now and I can't help.” He turned me over to the bed, climbing on top of me, then he unbuckled his belt, zipping down his trouser. He pushed down his trouser, leaving himself only in a black shorts which brought his bulge harder. 

My hands roamed down, wanting to feel it but he grabbed it. 

“Ouch!”

“I'm not done with you first.” He growled with much authority. 

I laid still, waiting submissively. 

“Hope you wouldn't say a word of this to anyone, especially Cheryl and her parents?” I nodded quickly. 

“And you really want this?” I nodded again quickly, harder than the first. 

Donovan dropped his face, sinking his face to my nipple. I swayed my head backward, my hand on my pussy, my fingers working pleasure into it as I waited for him to take over. 

I began to moan as my lips were slightly parted with my eyes shut. 

Donovan trailed his fingers down my bodyline as he sucked deep into me, then his body began grinding against my groin. 

Goshhhh! 

The biggest pleasure of my life. 

It started slowly but soon got harder. My nipple was stone hard, Donovan moved to the right, using his left hand to smooch my right boob, nibbling my nipple to pleasure it. 

Even at this with his bite, I wanted more. 

“Harder baby,” I moaned. 

He must be wondering when he became my baby. 

“Arrghhh!” I groaned harder. I wanted more. Then he stood up and pushed his panties down, as if it was disturbing him. 

Even as my eyes were shut, I felt him moving closer and closer, until I felt him right in front of me. His heat made my heart flip and I licked my lips nervously as my eyes fluttered open.

“You are so beautiful, do you know that?” he whispered, leaning forward to touch my lips. He rubbed his thumb over it and then moved to my cheeks, trailing his finger upward. 

My eyes opened to stare into his. Those charming blue, gorgeous eyes of his. 

“Stand up,” he ordered softly. My body trembled as I did to his bidding. So many feelings, strange feelings coursed through my body as I stood up in front of him. I'd never felt this way before simply because I haven't been with a man. 

“These lips, I will never grow tired of kissing them,” he continued, his lips just inches away from mine. 

“Please.” I didn’t know what I begged for. All I knew was that I needed him. And he understood.

Donovan brought his lips to mine and kissed me gently, sweetly. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me close to his body and my hands instinctively went to his chest, making contact with his skin. The bed was getting warmer with our body heat. 

He kissed me while I explored every inch of his naked skin, my hands moving up his chest to his shoulders and then down his biceps and the length of his arms. He wasn't restraining me this time around. 

The more I touched him, the harder and deeper his kisses became. Our tongues danced together, in perfect rhythm. We kissed each other like life itself depended on this. We touched like our bodies were accustomed to each other even though it was our first time doing this.

His hold on me tightened and he pulled me deeper into his body until I was completely plastered against him. I didn't want to be detached from him ever. Our bodies molded together. We fit as if we were meant to be.

I could feel his heart beating hard, and I smiled against his kisses. Our hearts danced as if they had recognized their soulmate.

With that thought in my mind, I melted in Donovan’s embrace and welcomed his kisses. I was nervous but I wasn’t scared. Not of Donovan. Even when I haven't known him for long, even when he was acting cold and aloof first of all. 

He continued to kiss me with the same fervor. He bit, sucked, nibbled, and kissed my lips.

He was claiming to be me and I really liked this.

His hands moved down my body until they stopped–

Donovan slightly pulled away and I moaned at the loss of him.

“Maya, this is the time to say no. If we continue now, I don’t think I will be able to stop. I need you too much,” he whispered.

I stared at him through my lustful eyes and brought a hand up to his cheek. He rubbed against my palm and I saw a small smile appear on his lips, his dimple popping, making its appearance. My fingers caressed the indent in his cheek.

Summing up all the boldness inside of me, I raised my face, looking into his eyes and I whispered back, voicing my own need. “I wanted this, so you should give it to me please.”

Donovan’s eyes widened in surprise and then he smiled. His hands continued to move upward. Even at what I said, he still stared into my eyes, asking for permission.

I found it endearing that he was being so sweet, gentle, and considerate. When I gave him a nod, he didn’t waste any time. 

“But I'm a virgin,” I said at the minute when he wasn't going to pull back.