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##Chapter 13

Diana Markovic



My head was spinning, maybe I had drunk too much. Hugh was holding my hand to get us into the house, preventing me from falling down the small front steps, even though he wasn't feeling well either.

"So does that mean you've never had an orgasm?" he asked me the moment we walked through the door.

"Do you still have that in your head?" You've been so interested in my sex life lately…” I teased.

— That confession came from your own lips. Hugh smiled.

“Anyway, it's true.

"And you never even tried to pleasure yourself?"

- No. Jeremy and the family said it could only be done after marriage and before that I only had Dick as a boyfriend and we were too immature to think about sex.

“Why did they think it was wrong? His curiosity confused me.

“A religion they made up, I think. — I shrugged and changed the course of the conversation in order to reach him somehow — And you? Pleasure yourself or just find it in random women out there?

“Honestly, yes. To the two questions and speaking of which, the next time I go "pleasure myself" I'll do it with you in mind. He gave a sly, cynical smile.

I couldn't believe he had just said that. I was never shy in my life but he, he was too brazen! I opened my mouth several times trying to find words for a response but I couldn't and my attempt to tease him ended up turning against me that I was suddenly excited.

- What it was? —he gave me a defiant look —you like the idea of me hitting one thinking about you, don't you, princess? he whispered close to my face.

"Yes, I like it...", looking bewitched, I replied. "I mean, no!"

“Of course you do. It's all red again.

- No, I do not like. — lied .

I really liked the idea, I liked it a lot but it couldn't be too easy and offered too much and shout at him that I wanted to have sex with him since the day I saw him for the first time.

"I... I just want to take a shower and go to bed ..." I mumbled in a drunken voice even so, taking two more sips of wine straight from the bottle that was still in my hand.

- Me too. he said pulling his shirt off his body making me look at him almost drooling.

"Let me go first..." I mumbled.

Who knows wouldn't that be the moment to give myself pleasure thinking about him?

"Then be quick or I'll go in there and take you by force." I bit my lip. Rude, I like it.

“Okay, okay, you brute… Not that this is a bad idea. I whispered the last sentence. I went into the bathroom and started taking off my clothes, I didn't even see where I put them.

My mouth tasted weird, so I brushed my teeth to get rid of any leftover vomit. When finished I felt much more comfortable with the refreshing breath.

I walked to the shower and let out a little yelp as I tripped and slipped on the wet floor stepping into the shower.

"Are you all right princess?" Hugh asked from outside the door. His tone sounded worried.

I was on my knees trying to get up but everything was spinning around me and I drunkenly didn't care that he was going to see me naked and I asked for his help.

"I can't stand up, is there some kind of earthquake around here?" I asked alcohol-induced.

I heard his loud sigh.

- You felt? I'll go in. He opened the door to find me lying there.

I don't know exactly, but for milliseconds I thought I saw a glint of desire in her eyes.

"Come here, I'll help you." — He put me on my feet — You don't weigh anything. He chuckled low.

“If I keep eating your food, I'll soon be weighing twice as much. - I said and I almost slipped again, except for his hands that gripped my waist tightly.

Then as in a romantic clip our eyes met, I was naked and I didn't care about it at the moment, a strong wind made my skin crawl and the beaks of my breasts rise.



Hugh's mouth was so close to mine and it was so beautiful, delicious and delectable that when he bit down on his bottom lip I couldn't control the flame that burned in me, I pulled his neck and sealed our lips.

He kissed me with unbelievable gentleness and eroticism, his tongue exploring my mouth while his hands gripped me tightly. My breathing quickened and warm moisture pooled between my legs, his breathing was also quickened, it even felt like he had run a few meters.

I let out a moan into his mouth when he pressed his big body to mine and I felt the bulge in his pants touching my stomach.

Deep in the back of my mind something was telling me to stop, that the next day the consequences would be contempt but I could only concentrate on the lips that devoured me with voluptuousness.

I felt his kisses move to my neck in a desperate and desirous way, I moaned loudly feeling a pleasurable wave passing through my body. He kissed me wildly, hungrily, nearly devouring me. I've never been kissed like this.

Hugh also moaned and pressed our sexes making my intimacy squirm. He sucked on my lips as he lowered his hands to my buttocks, spreading my legs, lifting me off the floor so he could press his cloth-covered erection to my exposed clit.

"What exactly was your wish?" he asked. His husky voice was almost orgasmic.

"I'm asking you, Hugh... What is your wish that you couldn't speak in time?" I returned the question seductively feeling his lips devour me once more.

“My desire is to fuck you, princess. Is fuck you so hard and hard since the day you came in with your damn vanilla-smelling panties. I want to eat your pussy that I know is dying to have my dick inside it. He growled biting my neck making me scream.

"Then let's fulfill our wishes right now." - concludes too excited to say anything contrary to that.

The pressure building inside me was unlike anything I'd ever felt in my life, I wanted more contact, I wanted more of him, I needed him in that moment. I found the way to his broad shoulders with my hands and as he kissed me I squeezed his shirtless muscles.

But it wasn't enough, I craved his naked skin on top of mine. I wanted his cock sliding inside me, ending the empty feeling. I've never felt so turned on. So I started rubbing myself against him reaching a fever pitch of desire right then and there.

I was floating, Hugh growled into my mouth scratching my back, I moaned with my clit touching his bare, healed belly, I continued rubbing against him until I felt his hand touching me even more intimately, right in my throbbing center.

I partially arched my body when I felt a finger slipping inside me, I was too wet to feel any discomfort and just three more gentle strokes was the apex for me to scream with pleasure having my first orgasm. The feeling was wonderful, I seemed to float as I exploded in ecstasy. The best feeling of my life.

My feet turned white and my eyes rolled back, that man had driven me crazy and I wanted more, I wanted so much more. However, when I pulled our lips away and got off his lap to unzip his pants, he pulled away running a hand through his hair looking like someone who had just regained consciousness.

"What the fuck are we doing?! He looked upset all of a sudden.

"Hugh..." I started to speak but was stopped.

- No. We shouldn't have done that. What the fuck! We shouldn't! He yelled making me flinch in fear. "Let's just forget about it, okay?"

"Do you want us to forget about it?" And how do you do it? Do we send the cerberus and the heart to erase? I asked angrily.

"Just pretend it didn't happen." he exclaimed with a somber expression.

"You said you wanted this." - I remembered .

— Not every wish can come true.

At that moment my body trembled, all the horniness of minutes ago turned into shame and regret . Hugh glared at me and left the bathroom.

- Very good. - I shouted so that he could hear - Let's pretend this never happened! I turned on the shower and got under it letting tears of frustration, embarrassment and disappointment fall.

Idiot, a thousand times idiot. How could I let myself get involved so easily? At least I had the excuse of being drunk. And if he wanted to pretend nothing happened, so be it. Hugh would have my contempt just as I would have his.