Chapter 8: Be Gentle on Me.

Ludovic's POV

"Iris, you're dead drunk," I held her hands, and pushed her to the bed. If I knew what was best for her, letting her sleep is the best thing that would ever happen to her.

She sat up on the bed and parted her legs sideways for my eyes to bleed from. With one hand, she pushed her breast upward to meet her tongue, licking the summit of her breasts like a fucking slut; while the second hand went beneath her thongs, stuffing herself full with two fingers.

My arm muscles tensed in response, as I clenched my hands into fists. Seeing her working on herself like a fucking slut was all it took for my sleeping dragon to roar. It'd be impossible for me to hold back if I touched her, because I swear to God, I'd burn every ounce of passion in her to crisp.

"Am I?" She fell back on the bed and raised her legs, pulling the thongs from her waist up to her toes slowly. Odins and I salivated with primal ecstacy, not wanting her to stop teasing us. It looked so frigging good.

She collected the thong in her hand and rolled out of bed on her toes. The dim red light in the room fell on her pale skin, casting a dense pink hue on her skin. Her ass cheeks were as spotless as a new born's skin when she rounded the bed to where I sat. I wanted to spank it hard, rub my hands on the imprints my hands make on them, and pour all of my cream on them.

"You want this too, Ludovic. Don't fight it." She went on her knees between my slightly parted legs, reaching for the buckle of my belt. At this juncture, the heat from my thighs rose to the back of head. I threw my head back in resignation, welcoming the fiery passions taking a hold of me.

She undid the buckle, but left my zip intact. 'What was she up to?' I thought.

Right from my denim jean, she squeezed my iron hard monster with both hands. Her hands held such attention to my crotch that it commanded puerile obedience from me for her. My hands grabbed a fistful of the blanket, that made me stifle a growl. She kneaded them cautiously, pressing her lips tightly against themselves, and moaning softly into my hears.

Impulsively, I leaned forward, kissing her with my body, spirit and soul- if I still had one. I raised her chin with my index finger and brought it into full contact with my lips, exploiting the corners of her mouth with my tongue. She murmured some gibberish as our lips pressed against each other. My chains broke, and my monster roared, veined and bulging for combat.

I lifted her by the waist, placing her back on the bed. Her hands reached for my shirt, fumbling with the buttons to break me lose from it. She was growing impatient, and so was I.

The buttons came undone, and in a split second, the shirt was off my body, revealing my hairy upper torso to the bewildered girl before me. It was apparent she loved what she saw. She knelt forward to kiss me again, but I pushed her lightly on the bed with the tip of my index finger on her forehead.

The nosy brightness of the moon cast a dense spotlight on her small frame that added an extra colour to her pale skin. I pulled my desert boots from my feet, flinging them to where common sense would never had agreed. My denim jean followed suit with equal temerity.

There's no stopping me now. I had stayed celibate for so long. Far too long.

I climbed the bed to close the gap between my face and her soaking folds. I wanted my tongue to taste the first nectars that would spill out of them. I wrapped my hands around her thighs, giving me an unrestricted access to her folds.

I lapped at her rigid clits with my tongue, which elicited a moan from her parted lips. I bit it mildly and suckled on it to sooth it from the pain inflicted. I felt her thighs shiver with excitement, which make me grunt in satisfaction.

Seems I was still good in the game. Well, I've got more tricks down my cock.

I released one of her thighs, and slipped one finger into her spurting folds. She pushed her head back, turning it side ways. She was fighting back the pleasure shooting through her core. She grabbed the head board of the bed with one hand to steady herself, while the other hand held my head firmly, steering it in all directions her pleasure drove her.

"Don't stop, Ludovic." I smiled inwardly, jamming another finger into her glistening walls. This time, her hand on my head went to her breast, pinching the pointy nipples hard. "Please... Don't ... Stop."

"You need not ask. I'm just starting." I said.

I increased the tempo from gentle to rugged, thrusting in and out of her folds with my fingers. Her breathing drawled, as if she was hiding how my fingers and tongue made her mad for more, but I knew better.

I went out of my way and brought out my fingers to replace them with my tongue. She was about to spill her first cum, and I wanted to have a taste of my work. It turned on the hell out of me to watch my craft prosper with distinction.

"I'm coming..." She screamed, holding my head with both hands.

"Do it." I lapped faster at her opening, feeling the vibration of her thighs on either side off my face. "Do it, damn it!

"Fuuuck!" She stretched the vowel in climax, as she squirted her salty stream all over my face.

I rose up to see how defeated she was, struggling hard to breath. Her eyes were closed, still unable to believe the ethereal dimension her body had just returned from. I grinned with my face dripping from her cum.

I reached for my cock and massaged it in preparation for the next level. It had pre-cum all over it. Before she could recover from the blessing of my heaven, I dipped my pulsing cock into her dripping folds.

Her eyes widened in sheer shock of the size. "Fuck! You're so big!"

"You thought that was all?" I smirked egoistically. " That was not me in full, by the way. It's just the cap." I throated, enjoying the way my cock crippled her beneath me.

"Please, be gentle. It's my first time," she cautioned. Her face was flushed with embarrassment. She hid her face from me with her palms, pressing her breasts to her chest with her elbows. They looked like pancakes that had cinnamons and honey spread over them. Mother used to make them for me every morning before her health failed her.

No one else could do it better than her. No one else had made me break my promise of celibacy- until now.

I salivated at the sight and reached for her slender arms, bringing them to my chest. I looked into her red face, and discovered the truth hidden behind her doe eyes. She wasn't scared of if. She wants me; all of me.

"I'll try to be gentle," I pushed my waist forward to explore her tight walls. "But, I'm not promising too much."

The warmth diffused into my raging cock, renewing my strength. I thrust in and out of her folds as gently as I could, holding her knees like the stump of a four post bed.

"Ouh!" She moaned. The black of her eyes drifted to the back of her eyes, leaving only a snow white cornea staring blankly into the square ceiling above us. Her mouth parted slightly and I felt it'd be perfect to kiss her while I fuck her.

I leaned forward and slammed my lips against hers, breaking her off from cloud nine, and transporting her to the twelfth cloud- if there was a thing like that. Her hands snaked over my neck, making me parallel with her.

The heat we built created a whirlpool of passion in me that made me thrust harder into her. Like a starved wolf that I am, I detached my lips from hers, and rammed into her. I watched with male pride as I saw the mask of surprised draped over her.

"You're so fucking big!" She gasped. Her hands slapped her temples as if she wanted to be sure what she was feeling was not a figment of her imagination. "I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum!"

I intensified my thrust and dug deeper into her fertile folds. My balls were swelling already. They were readyy to shoot what they carried in them.

"Damn it, I'm gonna come too" My hands found her waist, holding it down to my shooting cock. I was going to have the first climax of my life after five years of justified celibacy.

"Ahhh!" I came inside her, pouring all of my essence into her. My breathing steadied, as I tilted my head backward to savour the moment. It felt so good to be back.

I looked down at her and saw her lying in the proof of her virginity, an appreciative smile lightening my face.

"That's why you taste so damn good."