Chapter 15

Sitting at the table, Yazahib looks at me with eyes filled with desire, I feel nervous at that look. Patricia cooked us really delicious delicacies. All the food that Patricia made was fantastic, but it was better to enjoy it with the imposing man who never stops looking at me as if I were morbid personified.

"Yazahib, if you keep looking at me like that, I won't know how to act," I look at the glass to escape his lustful gaze that gives me heat. "You should hide it a bit more." I smile without looking at him.

"Do you think I can hide this? I already told you, since I saw you moving your hips to the rhythm of the music, I went crazy for you,” I look up and see him looking directly into my eyes.

"Are you sure you don't love me just for having safe sex?" His gaze changes, now it's serious and inflexible. He didn't like my question.

“I've told you a thousand times, Dani, I love you, if I'm with you it's to fuck, but also to love you. At first I just wanted to have you in my bed with legs spread. Sinking into you without rest. Hearing you scream as my cock reached deep into your pussy. But that changed when you showed me that you were not equal to the others. That you put me in my place made me understand that you were different and that alone made me love you only for myself. I promised myself to have you whatever the price, but yes ... I would have you once I fell in love with you, and look, it won't take long,” he gets up from his seat, he still has a serious gesture.

When he comes to my side, he holds out his hand. I take it and I stand up with his help, “I want to fuck you so hard that just looking at you, my cock hardens, but it's not the only thing I want to do. I want to be the owner of your whole person and I already am. ex is just something else,” he pulls me closer to him and kisses my lips, I reciprocate. The words he said have turned me on and my panties are wet.

“Okay, I understand,” I hug him by the neck and smile, “thank you very much for this wonderful dinner you have given me,” I caress his beard, “what do you say if we go to the room and I thank you in a better way?” I stand on my tiptoes to kiss his lips. Yazahib takes me in his arms and I surround him with my hands and legs without stopping to kiss him. He walks around the place to go up to the room where he leaves me on the bed and kisses my neck, goes down to my cleavage and runs his tongue over my bare breasts, “Yazahib” I let out a groan when he pulls my breasts out of the dress.

"I dreamed of this day and now that it has arrived, I am not going to waste a second." He takes my breast to his mouth and his tongue plays with my left nipple. His hand tugs on my right nipple. I do not stop moaning, I am excited, crazy and dead with pleasure, I want to feel him completely inside me, I want to give myself completely to this man.

"Aaahhh yes," I gasp when he finishes undressing me, “by God Yazahib,” when I feel his hands on my body, I moaned. This man is maddening, he knows perfectly how to touch me to drive me mad. My body jerked at the sensation of his touch.

"You are beautiful, unique and most importantly, you are mine, only mine." His voice is hoarse and full of desire. My pussy is wet, so much so that I feel the fluids come out of my pussy, “I'll show you that sex with me is fucking delicious. You will know that I am the best thing that could happen to you in life,” he separates from me and begins to undress, “you will want to fuck with me whenever I am with you, you will beg for sex and you will want to move here with me to have me closer,” the way with which he speaks, makes my mouth dry.

Yazahib is sexy, kinky and extremely provocative. My cavity contracts with force, my breathing is agitated and my body burns with the excitement I feel. Seeing him undress with that disconcerting sensuality, I gasp. His body is perfect, his muscles are perfectly marked, his tattoos give him a bad boy look, his tan is striking and his cock… fuck his erect cock is giant and thick.

"Will it hurt?" I ask a little fearful, "promise me you'll be careful."

He smile, "I won't hurt you, I promise it'll hurt at first, but then you'll enjoy it as much as I do." With chaotic breathing, I nod. Yazahib begins to kiss me, making a path of kisses from my neck to my breasts, “every night I dreamed of you,” he talks without stopping kissing my body, I shake myself from the currents that his lips cause when he touches my naked skin. Every second was getting more and more intense, feeling his lips on my skin and how he caressed me is the best thing I have felt in my life.

"I want you to make love to me and teach me everything," I ask, maddened by pleasure, "I want to lose myself in your skin, in your body." Yazahib growls at the things I say to him, I'm desperate. There is no shame in me, only pleasure and excitement.

“Quiet darling, I'll do it in such a way that you won't want me to stop,” I feel him caress my clitoris, I vibrate and he growls, “I'm going to hit you so hard that you'll agree to live with me,” his voice is of desire, he's as excited as I am. He spreads my legs and puts his face between them, the delicious discharge that his tongue gives me when brushing my pussy makes me scream and squirm. I savor me and enjoy him desperately.

"God Yazahib ... you drive me crazy with what you do," I cry, clinging to the sheets, I want to close my legs, but he does not allow it. This man was wild, possessive, and delightful. My body vibrates with each kiss that he gives my pussy, I moan with despair, it is impressive how he drives me crazy with just kisses and caresses. I feel wet and the more he performs oral sex on me, the more I wanted from him, “Yazahib… I… I… God…” I can't say more, I reach an intense orgasm. My whole body shakes and convulses from that devastating but delicious sensation that I am feeling. Tears flow from my eyes from maddening pleasure. The heat that burns me feels suffocating, but the more I feel, the more I want.