Chapter 17

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I CAN see how lecherous Bellevera’s eyes desiring me when he started to look at my face and scanned me from head to toe.

"Do you want to be my cup of tea, Celestine?" he asked me in a meaningful voice.

I give him a wry smile as if I have some options.

Bellevera placed the whiskey bottle on the center table after putting some on the two scotch glasses. He handed me the first glass and he took one. He sat with his legs spread on the wooden center table.

The center table looked strong that even the two of us sitting there could manage a table.

He first took off the suit he was wearing until only a long sleeve was left. He also removed the bowtie. I even opened the first two buttons of the polo he was wearing.

He sipped the whiskey from his glass as his Adam's apple moves as the wine flowing down his throat.

Adding to my courage, in one prompt move, I slid the contents of the glass straight to my mouth even that sharp bitterness making my face distorted and the heat of the whiskey drew in my throat.

“Good girl. It’s not hard to tame you. You are going to be obedient and mine. Be mine, Celestine. ”

I felt my body heat up because of the whiskey we drank, as to how Bellevera’s burning me with the way he looks at me now.

I leaned back on the sofa as my mood gradually changed. My vision is also spinning a bit. The wine he gave me was strong and seemed beyond my tolerance.

"Are you okay?" he asked me when he noticed that I was leaning over and slightly raised my head to look up. "Are you getting hot?"

I did not answer. I'm felt dizzy.

“That’s the advantage of that whiskey. It can make us high. ”

Has it been said that it is not an ordinary wine? Because the heat of it is already biting into my muscles and I feel like I am swinging in the air. My body felt lighter and my stomach and whole body are warming up.

In an instant, he was almost on top of me. One of his thighs was between my thighs for support and his hand was already groping to lower the zipper of my gown.

Even though I knew it was cold in her living room, I could no longer feel the touch of the aircon on my body. It's just the heat of Bellevera's breath that is already on my neck and the heat of every touch and caress of his hand fills the sensation he is bringing.

I would have lifted myself not to engage any move making him aroused but it seems like I am already starting to like what he did. Or it is just my body? I can’t stop myself now. It was as if my mind has its control and my hands started to wander around his polo, unbutton what he wears.

"You will love it, swear."

I can feel the warmth and wet he brought to me while he planted the kiss on my neck.

He completely took off my gown. He even helped me standing up, making the gown slid falling off my feet. I just got up and kicked the gown. I become barely n*ked in front of him not wearing anything. I can’t even feel the embarrassment as he is looking at me right now with full of intensity. He started taking off his trousers. He undressed everything completely. In one motion, including his boxers drop off the carpeted floor and he kicked it out until there is nothing left on his body.

He pulled my hand away and held it on his shaft. I could feel her pet throbbing inside my palm. Bulky indeed, bigger and longer than Brent. I am not sure if it was eight or nine inches long. All I knew was that it was huge and longer than the ordinary size.

“F*ck! How you massage me felt so nice, Celestine… Ugh .. It gives me the pleasure,” he said while moaning. “Your hand is just rubbing it. What more if it's already in your mouth.”

I wanted to become deaf to what he says and pretended I didn’t hear anything but my body doesn’t follow. It’s the entire fault of that d*mn whiskey. A giddy and strange pleasurable desire started to build on my stomach. I was more tempted to touch him well and follow everything he says.

He met my lips with a to*rid kiss. I can no longer taste the wine we both drank but his kisses are already leaving a warm and sweet taste. The kisses we share are chasing and swarming. I let him explore inside of my mouth as his hand now strolled over the two mountains I have in front of him.

The little crown of that mountains started to get played and crumpled by him. He also gave us a little space while the other hand was busy caressing between my legs. I could feel his light caress until he slowly inserted his middle finger into my entrance.

My head lifted as he continued to warm up between my thighs. I slightly opened my two thighs so he could play freely like a child there.

Gradually, I was carried away by the sensation his hands were giving while one of my hands also did not stop caressing his pet. Speeding like the movement of his finger he inserted inside me.

We both parted, soaking wet as he slightly bit my lower lip until he pulled me closer to his burning body. I could feel his hardness above my entrance.

"I want to f*ck you hard, Celestine," he said as his lips parted from mine.

I want him too. Hard and wet.

SLOWLY Bellevera lowered my head to support me with his er*cted pet. Because of the influence of alcohol, I was able to let him do what he wanted and I can’t stop him from doing what I don’t like him to do.

I also gently followed what he was doing. His huge and proud pet is right in front of my face. The grip of his hands tugged at my hair and pulled me making the length of his c*ck entered my mouth freely.

In a swift move, his pet is already with my mouth. He started to move my head back and forth as he is guiding me. There are times when he filled his whole pet inside my mouth reaching my throat. Every time I bend down he just raises my head, as if telling me that I should watch the sensation he feels and how he moans at what I am doing to him.

He already had his two hands on my head and hair, pulling and supporting. He was violently forcing his pet to reach up to my throat. When I almost choke, he pulls it out. Bellevera loves to put all the length of his pet into my mouth—down my throat. It was full and overflowing of his size. My tongue played with her pet's tip which really made him reeling and drove him crazy. My tongue caresses the body of his pet while it is inside my mouth.

I felt him about to come out when I tasted his juicy liquid in my mouth. I haven’t been able to swallow his juice even with Brent because I’m disgusted and nauseous. But just as I was about to pull back to pull it out, he stopped me and not letting his pet out of my mouth or throat, letting his juice flow down my throat.

I almost vomited and choked when he finally removed it. I barely coughed in shock.

He helps me stand up. His thumb when to the corner of my lips just to smudge that white juice he made and extracted to my mouth.

“Ah! You made me liked you even more. Addicted. Ahh.. Look at those dripping juicy milk running in your hot juicy melon.”

I didn’t react to what he said and ignored the fluid flowing down my er*cted bre*st. I just let him and gave a blank expression because I didn’t like what he is doing and more that will come.

"I will return the favor." After saying that I become astounded as he pulled me to sit on the sofa.

His upper body was on my thigh. I just sighed when he suddenly jumped in there. I stop his shoulder but he just grabbed my hand and lifted it.

He stood with his legs supports and pulled my two thighs closer to his mouth. At his speed, I could already feel the heat of his lips and tongue there. Playing, caressing, sucking, and kissing.

It was as if I was delusional about what he was doing. It's so delicious. I seemed to be floating in the air and every stroke of his hardened tongue made me shiver.

I held his hand when I felt I was about to come out and had my org*sm. But he did not let me. He tasted it and sucked until there seemed to be nothing left.

Several times I stagger in front of him. One, two, three maybe. He doesn’t stops until I’m fainting.

“You're mine, Celestine. It's all mine,” he said emphatically with a mixed threat as if he will not let me go to someone else or he can kill. As if he wouldn’t allow any man to approach me because he had already marked me. That I seemed like a goddess in her sight and no woman could surpass the charm I had.

When Bellevera was satisfied with what he was doing, he raised his head and stopped. Pulling his shaft towards my dripping wet entrance.

“F*ck! You are so wet… Ah.. This felt so hot and good inside. ”

My eyes widened as he began to move up and down and caress his pet inside me. It was filled because of his long length. I can’t figure out where to turn my head especially when his motion over me accelerated.

It was as if some demon was chasing us the way how excessively he spanks me. The sofa was rattling from the force of what he is doing.

Does he want to destroy me completely? Does he want to punish me?

I don’t know the answer. All I can say is the strange joy he gave at that moment. When he pulled it out, the ample liquid came out from the joint of our carnal desires.

He was catching his breath moving off on top of me. I just let my eyes closed and getting a rest.

When I opened my eyes I saw that his hand was already choking his thing and he seemed to be reviving his pet.

I wanted to give up and stop him but it seemed like he was just now enjoying what he was doing—playing and enjoying my body until he got satisfied.

I just let him by now. Because I know, that he will also get rid of me when he finds another woman who will fill the desires he wanted and the call of his worldly desire for intercourse. I can't understand why he wasted his time with someone like me who isn't a saint and can't love or even like him back.

Hopefully, when I fall asleep he is no longer in front of me and my sight. I wish everything will end.