"HIDDEN DESIRES 2"

I was pleased with what happened although at that moment I felt like I was being burned again by the intensity of the heat of my body. Marius did not last long in satisfying me in that way. In the end, he also pulled his fingers out of my core and without any hesitation, he dove into my waiting oyster to pleasure it using his mouth.

I bit my lower lip in a mixture of joy and desire that are now conflicting within my body. There was a conflict because they couldn't figure out who should be more dominant at that moment.

But for me, at that moment it didn't matter who was dominant. I felt too hot, as if my femininity was telling me to pay attention to what Marius was doing. And I think she was right.

Marius's mouth was aggressive. And I felt like he had no intention of leaving me until I was completely satisfied.

I was naked, and now, like what happened to us inside the car, I felt like a newborn baby. Everything was exposed to his sight, even the most sensitive parts of my body.

"Fuckkkkkk - mmmnnn, shit! This is heaven, Marius! Keep eating! Mmmnnnn… Ugh…"

He ignored me as usual. Engrossed in what he was doing. He devoured my femininity as if he was eating his favorite dish. Not only that. While his expert tongue was teasing my femininity, I felt his fingers enter me again. It continued its inappropriate probing there. While Marius's tongue focused on my clitoris in a teasing manner.

I gasped again. Then, because my back was leaning against the closet at that moment, I accepted each lick of Marius's tongue on my intimate area without worry or hesitation.

"Your pussy is so beautiful, Sam. That's why I'm crazy about it. Because it's so beautiful," Marius's tone was full of desire as he warmly greeted my eyes.

I couldn't speak. Because while Marius was doing that, his hand was still moving. And I felt like he was just observing my reaction to what he was doing.

"Sam, why am I so crazy about you?" he asked me.

Marius was still staring into my eyes. I knew we both were consumed with sensuality at that moment. Because it wasn't just in Marius's eyes that you could see how hot he was. I also felt it in his skin because the young man's desire was radiating through his pores.

Whatever is happening to Marius in those moments is also happening to me.

We are both passionate. We are both carried away by the storm of our emotions.

I love Marius very much. And my only wish is that I can gather the courage to tell him how much I love him.

I let out a deep sigh once again, and Marius unexpectedly took advantage of my vulnerability.

"Mmmnnn—you're too much! You're too much!" I tried to suppress my moans, worried that MJ might wake up.

I hear the sound of Marius' fingers going in and out of me. But that's not the only reason for all my arousal. Also, or rather, more so, his apparent hunger for my unique flower.

He devours it as if he's truly hungry. Craving the taste and pleasure of it, confirmed by the noises coming from his mouth and his groans as it happens.

My chest heaved. If I had a heart condition, I might have had a heart attack from the intensity of those moments. When did Marius ever agree to not make our every intercourse exciting? Every time, everything is always thrilling. He always has a new experience to offer me. That's why I'm like this with him.

My eyes widened as I felt Marius sucking me fervently. I cursed and then as if on its own, my hand pulled at him.

Marius didn't acknowledge what I did. Instead, he placed his hand on my buttocks. Then he moved his other hand. From going in and out of my mouth to my intimate area, he continued to tease and massage there.

My whole body trembled at what happened. As I felt my face flush, I saw Marius now gazing at me while continuing what he was doing to me.

"Fuck! So good! I might die from pleasure!" I whispered, unable to contain the joy and weakness.

"Sam, you're so good, Sam. I always crave you. I want to possess you always, Sam," Marius whispered to me.

Those words were repeatedly murmured by Marius. While I continued to savor and accept everything with my eyes closed.

Even if I wanted to stop this person, I knew he wouldn't stop. I knew he had no plans to stop because it's evident that everything he's doing is just the introduction.

Moments later, Marius returned my seat back to the stool. He then positioned me to claim me. And there, my heart felt an indescribable excitement.

He had been kneeling on the narra floor for a while now. It perfectly matched the height of the stool I was sitting on. When Marius kissed me, I didn't refuse. And when I felt myself in his mouth, I felt even hotter. This caused a suppressed and sensual moan that got stuck in my throat and couldn't come out.

I felt the head of his manhood at my entrance.

I got even more excited. And that excitement intensified as it thrust straight into my passage like a wooden barrel.

"Mmmmnnnn—shit!" I exclaimed as I forcefully freed my mouth from his tight kiss.

I wanted to breathe. My throat was tight from the many moans trapped there since Marius claimed my mouth earlier. And because he didn't want to let me go, it was a huge challenge for me to do so. It felt like I was being suffocated. But the truth was, he was suffocating me with his inhumane way of pleasure. And the orgasm was like hot oil repeatedly pouring over my whole being.

Knowing Marius, he wouldn't back down. Especially in a scene like this. It was scorching and intense.

"Sam," he said as he began to pound his own waist.

He held both of my knees. Because he wanted them wide open. Well, it wasn't the first time Marius did that to me. And it was truly an inhuman delight.

I didn't know why. But as he spread my legs wide, I felt any hindrance that could stop the kind of sensation I could still feel disappearing.

I cursed in my mind again because of it. Sometimes it's not just what Marius does that brings overwhelming pleasure to me. It's also all the analysis I do in my mind every time we make love.

Marius's thrusts were too strong. In an instant, his gentle manner disappeared every time he entered me. Because at those moments, it felt like he was running out of time. And I felt like I was running out of air because of the consecutive, uninterrupted pleasures he began to shower me with.