301: A Night of Passion

A Night of Passion

In a dark room, the only source of light was the moonlit and the vague yellow lights coming from the lampshade near the bedside table. Two shadows could be seen, standing close to each other, one figure was a woman and the other one was a man.2

"Can I kiss you?" she whispered almost inaudibly, glancing up at him from under her brows while smiling teasingly. Her eyes showed intense admiration for the man before her.

"I don't kiss a naughty girl. Go to sleep now." A baritone voice was heard in the silence of the night.

He was about to turn and leave when the girl grabbed his elbow to stop him from leaving. She narrowed the distance between them. 

Rising on her tiptoes, she slipped one arm around his neck and one at the back of his head. She pulled his head and stretched upward to kiss his lips. Her kiss was light at first, leaving him completely stunned but at the same time, wanting more.

She didn't know what got into her that she made that first move. There's no backing down now. This was what she wanted. 

Meanwhile, waking from his stupor, he began to respond as the hesitation within him disappeared. He could no longer resist her. The kiss started out playful, but passion put an end to that.

His kiss became consuming, hungry yet sweet, teasing her and driving her body to new heights of excitement. He pulled her against his body, nibbling on her lower lip as he deepened the kiss.

She melted in his embrace and felt breathless, yielding to the intensity of his kiss and the firmness of his touch. The kiss they shared turned hungrier. It was a kiss filled with passion and desire.

He groaned passionately and withdrew from the kiss for them to catch some breath. She wanted to complain but stopped midway when she felt his lips trailing kisses on her jawline going down her neck.

The heat started to engulf her whole body as his hands slowly explored every part of her. Before she knew it, her clothes were already scattered on the floor. She also reached her hand to take off his shirt.

A magnificent masculine view greeted her sight. She could only bite her lower lip as she feasted her eyes on those prominent muscles on his body. He was so hot and sexy. 

His masculine scent was also adding to the fire of her desire. It was pleasant to her nose, intoxicating her more.

It did not take long when their eyes met. They stared at each other for a few seconds before he leaned over and kissed her again. She's only wearing a pair of her lacy black underwear while he was already topless.

Their bodies were so close to each other that she could feel his hardness inside his pants. And that made her want him more. Was this the effect of alcohol on her?

She had never been so exposed and intimate with a man like this before. Surprisingly, he was the only exception. At that certain moment, she admitted to herself that she had a strong attraction for him.

She gasped in between their kisses when he kneaded her breasts. It was a huge turned on for her. Then after a while, he freed her two soft mounds from their covers, letting her bra fall on the floor.

He broke the kiss once again as he gently pushed her down the bed. After that, he crawled onto the bed, joining her.

But she wanted to take control so she pushed him down, changing their position. He was surprised by her sudden action. She was now on top of him. 

She placed her hands on his bare chest. His whole body already reacted with that simple touch. Then she leaned over, kissing him savagely. Everything about her was affecting his senses now. He returned the kiss with equal passion.

She moaned in his mouth as his hands traveled all over her body. She felt like an electric current was running through her body in his every caress. 

She couldn't take this any longer. Her hands went down to his pants and started unbuckling his belt. He helped her remove everything then he tore her underwear next.

This time he changed their position again, pinning her down on the bed, both of them naked. She moaned and gasped as he rubbed his hot throbbing maleness on her core.

'Damn! Am I really doing this now?' She asked herself, her heart was racing rapidly inside her chest.

She was still thinking about whether to stop this or not when she felt a sudden intrusion inside her most precious. She let out a surprised moan. 

"Aah… P-please, be gentle!" She hit him on his chest. 

She heard him chuckle, before withdrawing and making a tiny distance between their bodies. This time he grabbed the back of her knees, pulling her legs up around his hips as he started to move over her.

She moaned while he groaned as the tip of his shaft brushed against her wet core. Wrapping his hand around the base, he rubbed the head of his manhood up and down of her folds. She shivered at the sensation of it.

"Andrew…" she murmured his name. The need was evident in her voice. She wanted him. She wanted him to fill her now.

He nodded at her as he understood what she wanted as of this moment.

He pressed his forehead against hers before claiming her lips once again. He continued kissing her as he positioned himself at her entrance.

He pressed his hips forward. He moved further into her. Then he released her lips as he found the sensitive part of her neck. His free hand also started to stimulate her twin peaks, squeezing them alternately as he impaled her slowly.

It did not take long when he increased the pace, moving in and out of her in deep long hard thrusts. They were still doing the deed when a loud sound of her ringtone reverberated in the entire roam. Someone was calling her.

[ Monster Brother is calling… ]

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