WICKED SEDUCTION CHAPTER 12

“Do you think I'm a loose woman because I allowed you to touch me like this?”

“Of course,” he answered honestly. “However, I am glad that you decided to do it with me first. Why?”

Lying was something he should have done because his honest reaction wounded me. My attempt to get up was thwarted when his legs locked onto me. It was then that I informed him that I needed to go. I was astounded earlier by what happened!

“We need to go home,” I reminded him, but the truth was, the sight of a man's naked body made me uncomfortable.

“It’s still early, Selena. We can still do it one more time,” he stated.

“What?” I was surprised when he suggested doing it again. “My God, Lee! Do you want to kill me?”

“You didn’t die earlier, remember?”

“It was different! I wanted it to happen,” I reasoned out with him.

“You will love it,” he teased me with his flowery words.

“And what will you do?” I inquired about it because we've finished the first round, and there was nothing else to do in the hotel. It has been scientifically shown that Lee possessed something that may help me calm down during sex, and I should start thinking about how to make him mine for the rest of my life.

Or was dreaming?

“This,” he answered without any warning, and him even giving me a chance to protest, he conquered my mouth with his.

While he was excellent in bed, he was imposing at kissing! Instead of gagging, I was turned on by the feel of his tongue moving in and out of my mouth. We didn't do anything related to kissing in the mouth in the earlier stages, and I've never been kissed by a man before.

Technically, he’s my first kiss and my first lover!

“Is it still painful?” He inquired as he shoved his manhood into me again.

My hands moved to his back and, before I had the chance to see, responded, "No," while my eyes were still closed, terrified to look at the grotesque erection buried deep inside my body.

“Don't close your eyes. You have to look closely to see how lovely our bodies are when we become one,” he urged me to look at our combined bodies.

I could hear him, and after a moment, I opened my eyes and peered.

“My love, look at me. I won't hurt you. Selena, look at me,” he ran his hands over my face, and our eyes met.

I was paying attention to his face while he moved above me. He promised not to hurt me, and before he intensified his movements, which caused me to lose control of my body, he swore again.

All of our gasps and moans reverberated throughout the entire room, and I knew I was audible. “Faster, Lee,” I begged him to move.

There was significant variation in the sound; the movement went deep and shallow, and there was something almost meticulous about the counting of his actions. It was interesting to me how far down he went, as it was at that point that I could feel him touching the walls of my uterus. I loved it even more when he began to move with greater urgency as if someone was chasing him. It became apparent to me that he was breathing heavily, and I was starting to paint. It was scorching, but we never considered it nasty because we were covered in sweat.

“Yes,” he began pumping even faster and then fucked me harder than I'd ever been fucked till we both cried out in ecstasy.

“Oh, my God!” I screamed upon feeling his hot liquid pouring inside me.

A few seconds later, I wanted to get up, clean myself, and put back on my clothes. However, it was impossible because his body remained connected.  

“Perhaps you can share it with me now,” he said, and I was confused by his statement.

“About what?”

“It’s unusual for women to play with themselves, Selena.”

“So, you’re saying I am abnormal?” I was offended, really offended with his inquiry. “Just because I opt to do it myself means something is wrong with me, Lee.”

“No, I didn’t mean it that way. Hmmm, I’m just thinking of a possible reason why. There must be a reason, right?”

“Alright, let me this straight. What if I’m going to ask you the same question? It’s not a secret that men love to masturbate whenever they feel like doing it, so why can’t I do it? Should I be ashamed of it? I preferred to do it myself rather than spreading my legs to just anyone,” I explained to him.

“Shit!” He cursed.

“Why? Is it so shocking to hear? I’m a horny woman, Lee, but it doesn’t mean that I will allow anyone to use my body. Understand?”

“How about toys?”

“Toys for what? Oh, you mean, the sex toys?” I asked, and he nodded shyly.

“Well, I have several of them in my room. Do you want to see it when we get home?”

“Stop using them,” he ordered.

While it was confirmed that I had several sex toys in my room, there was never a chance to use them. Or should I say that inserting those toys in my body scared the shit out of me? “I’ll see what I can do about it, but then, it will depend on your performance.”

“What are you talking about? Did you consider me as your toy, Selena?” Lee was stunned when I nodded my head to say yes.

“Why do you look so sad about being my toy? It would be best if you were happy because I am going to compensate you handsomely,” I defensively informed him. Earlier, when he made love to me, I almost forgot that there was no love between us. It was pure lust and earthly desire! It was against my principle to allow any man to touch me, aside from my future husband. “By the way, how did your assignment go? What’s the status?”

“Damn!”

I was shocked when he suddenly screamed. “What’s wrong with you, Lee?”

“What’s wrong with me? We just made love, and yet, you want me to talk about your future husband. Unbelievable!”

“Come on, Lee. Don’t be so dramatic about what happened between us. It didn’t mean a thing, and we agreed to it this morning,” I reminded him that it was purely business.

“I am not dramatic, Selena. I agreed to it because I thought several men were before me, so it wouldn’t make a difference. However, I am your first,” he stated a fact.

“And so what if you are my first lover? Would it make a difference? Tell me!”

“Yes! It will be different because I am going to marry you!” He declared.