Taste

Liliana's POV. Unedited.

I think Adrian's jaw drop and his eyes flare by my words, but he quickly recovers and sups down a large gulp of his coffee. Dropping his coffee cup, he drags the barstool he's sitting on forward, so our knees are now touching and I can feel the change in my comportment. His eyes squint a bit and his hands reach to brush my cheeks.

His voice, lowering to be somewhat raspier and faintier. "The instructors must have punished you mentally and physically." I nod at him.

"Yet, you're still strong, fierce, unbreakable, confident," he shakes his head, "and you manage to capture my heart." Adrian says as if he's explaining the words to himself.

His eyes are focused on mine, that are locked into his stares. I could swim in his hazel eyes. They look intoxicating and inviting. Cosily attractive to the sight.

"You never gave up." He continues, whisperingly. His undivided attention is placed on my whole frame. I can see his eyes searching my face. "It's true. You're my light."

It's like he's confessing to himself.

His hungry eyes looks at me with strong emotions, supping me mentally like his black coffee.

With full seriousness, he says. "I'm sorry, Ana."

He leans closer and I didn't feel any scariness to want to back away. "I should have found you sooner. I'm so sorry."

His feather-like lips press against mine. Lips that I would want to taste each and every time.

The bitter taste of his black coffee seeps into my mouth but the fire his lips also brings makes me forget it, overpowering everything with the stimulation they grant.

Adrian's tongue rolls circularly round my own tongue, capturing it with his lips before his teeth bits gently at my tongue, then, my bottom lip as he pulls it. He releases my lips and ask.

"Do you want me to stop?" I can tell he doesn't want me to stop this. I can tell myself doesn't want to stop this.

"No." My shaky voice says as I open my eyes, my cheeks painted in crimson red. "Take me, now."

Just after the words escape my mouth. Adrian picks me up from the barstool in a bridal style as our eyes are locked on one another and at the next second, we're in his bedroom.

To my convenience the windows are rolled down, making way for only dim ray of light from the shining sun. Adrian places me down onto my feet and I feel the woody structure of bed against the back of my legs.

Adrian is just inches away from me. He walks closer, almost closing all space there is. His now dark hazel eyes roams my body as if they can see the flesh beneath my dress.

"Are you ready for this?" Adrian ask and I nod, uncertainty and care in his tone. I'm happy that he's considering me in this thing which seems fresh to me.

I've been to dator's class many times but never went to the kinky room. And the kinky room is the only area in the academy to learn how to act during sex periods.

My breathing ragged and sync with my rapidly beating heart. Blood rushes through my veins as I stare at Adrian.

His hands wrap around my abdomen and push me closer to the bed's material. After he makes sure, I'm on the bed with a heaving breaths coming from me uncontrollably, he takes a step back. Still accessing my fully-clothed body.

He leans closer and climbs on the bed, both his knees are on my sides. He takes my hand in a fistful and position them above my head. I continue to look at him. Only at his emotionally filled eyes.

His head tilt to the back and his gaze landed on the wardrobe. With his free hand, he bends the air to open one of the draft and then, his bending power takes out a tie for him.

"You okay with this?" He ask as he grab the tie from air. It takes moment for me to nod yes and he nods too. His free hand rolls the tie around my hand, lightly tightening the bondage. He uses his two hands to grip the end of the tie after cuffing me with it.

"I need you to keep calm." He instructs. "Okay?" I nod at him, thankful that he's not taunting me to speak words. Currently, I'm out of words.

Steadily, his eyes never leaving mine. He pulls up my blouse and tug them over my head and away from my hair. I close my eyes as I hear the flop sound of the blouse dropping and then, he binds the two ends to the headboard of the bed.

He'll see my nakedness. The king of all benders is going to see me. Am I doing the right thing? Isn't this equivalent to betraying my race?

Adrian must have felt my emotions through the bonding. "This isn't wrong, Ana. You're not betraying anyone. This is simply the real you."

Through my close eyes, I listen to him and then feel his warm hands leaves heats on the spot they adore.

His hands caress my bare skin before he goes to my bra and slides his hands to my back.

"Ana?" He ask. He shouldn't be asking anything anymore. I'm in much heat to even care about anything right now.

"J-just do..it..." I heave. "...Adrian."

Quickly, his hands take off the clips of my bra and slowly he takes them off. I open my eyes to look at him.

He drops off the bra and then start to kiss my jaw. I release heavy breaths through my mouth repeatedly and consistently. Trailing down my jaw, he gets to my neck then, my collarbone. I gasps louder.

His lips trails more downwards. They suck lightly at my shoulder skin while his hands cup breast's skin before they pinch my nipples lightly. My back arches off the bed, lightly as I moan.

My hands itches to touch him but the restraining tie isn't letting me.

Adrian's gentle motion reaches my stomach, leaving hickeys on each spot. When he gets near to my bladder, his hands grip my raised hips, each of them.

Cool breaths from his nostrils fans onto my wet core and I hear him mutter. "You're damn wet for me."

After he mutters these words, I feel a light pinch as his thumb rubs my core in a circular motion.

Small hint of pains and pleasure, intermixed together rushes inside me. I buck my hips and move them upwards closer to his thumb.

I hear the small chuckles from Adrian before his hands rest me back onto the bed by my hips.

"Adrian..." I moan. He puts more pressure.

I gasp more in a moanful manner as I feel a wet substance touch a sensitive part at the upper part of my core and swarm round it circularly.

I'm dying to get out of this restraining tie. Adrian holds my hips firmly, stopping any movement from me.

My back arch and my mouth is wide open, taking in air and releasing a moan each and every second.

"Adrian!" I shoot my eyes open as another sting of pain rushes through me. I bit my lower lips to stop myself from cursing.

Adrian's middle finger dips into my inside while his thumb continues to rub my clit. He pauses for a while before he pushes out and in again. He start to do this simple motion of his and I can tell, he's staring straight at me.

He leans closer to my face and untie the tie. Quickly, I push my hands from above me and tuck at his hair, grabbing a harsh fistful of them.

I push his head more closer to my wet folds when rushes of pleasure tingles me. My hormones are yelling out in heat waves of a pleasing sensation.

As his hands continue their motion, his tongue licks my wetness while his other hand skillfully rubs my clit in a gently circular form.

I'm lost, deprived of thoughts. I can't think straight about anything except this overwhelming pleasure that this sadistic bender is providing me.

My hips start to shake as I feel another sensation. My moans trembles and cuts midway while I tug at Adrian hair more. My back arches more than before, almost lifting myself off the bed but Adrian's firm hands still holds me in place.

"Come for me, Ana." Says, Adrian as he leans over. His face is opposite mine now, looking at my reaction. The rushing sensation overwhelms me more than before. I shut my eyes tightly.

Adrian fasten his pace with his finger as my wet folds tightens more, contrasting inwardly.

Another pinch of pain shoots in me at his fastened pace, causing my tied hands to grip his chest as my moan raises and he seems to get the message.

"I want your every juice." He says in the most raspiest and horniest voice.

I shake uncontrollably and feel myself jerking. I almost shrill at the intense feeling. It passes through every part of me. I feel it in every part of me.

"That's it. Come for me." He coos.

The dark stains on my vision disappears after a while and I flutter my eyes open to see Adrian, smirking at me.

I wrap my hands around his neck and kiss him.

When I pull back, Adrian changes his position, resting on his side as he continue to stare at me. Letting me regain every part of me.

"How was it?" Adrian ask.

"Intense." I actually don't know what to reply with.

He just nods and I start to dip my hands into his bulgy pants but his hands stop me.

"What are you doing?" He ask and I stay dumbfounded for a while.

"I thought you'd want me to do something to you." Unsurely stains my words.

"Even if I want something, I can't fuck you now because your body won't be able to take it. You'll be in much pain and I can't bear that." He says.

"Oh." I say awkwardly. I'm so stupid. How can I expect his horse-hood to enter me for now? I'm sure it would tear my inside instantly.

"You should rest." Adrian coos.

"Hmm." I answer and rest on his beating chest before drifting off to sleep slowly. I feel Adrian's hand brushing my hair while his other hand is above his forehead. I smile lastly.

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