His 24K Obsession

Chapter 5- One Sinful Night

His enormous palm was covering my mouth entirely, halting me to ask for help. It was firm and yet it seemed like he had no plan of taking it off from me.

We stood still in the dark, underneath the tree where no one could suspect us to be residing there. When silence could no more than be emptiness, he finally let go of his hand off me.

I kicked him on his knee, and he began mourning for pain as I tried to run again, but then, he held my arm so firmly that I could not take any steps further.

"Chill, It's me."

When the light shone upon his face, it was Silas who my vision had seen. He was squinting his eyes from the blinding lights ahead of us as his legs were slightly bent outwards, still feeling the pain I caused him.

"I'm sorry, I thought you were someone else." I inserted my arms on his shoulder and helped him walk.

"Why do you look so scared earlier? Did something happen?" he stared at me, trying to read what was written in my provocative eyes.

"No, not at all. I was just scared of the dark." I lifted my lips for a smile, but of course, it wasn't genuine enough. After all, it was a lie that I had said.

"Can we not go there yet? I mean like— It's just—" he cut me off from my stammering manner.

"Okay. Follow what I say then." it was actually hard for me to explain why I am hesitating to actually go to the Villa. The fact that I don't want to see Leo's face, that sick-psychopath almost kidnapped me. Who knows, it might lead to something worse. Gladly this guy is cool enough, in my favor.

Following what he told me, he guided us to this small cabin, in the midst of the forest. There was only peace and silence that surrounded the place. I know the forest is a prohibited place, but who knows it hides such wonderful place. I don't know who this guy is really but, this is what I really needed right now. Something safe and peaceful.

I made him sat on the red cozy couch with a wooden center table on front of it and the hearth underneath the flat-screen TV. As the water dripping from my clothes trailed my path. It was raining hard on our way in here, and we come unprepared.

I went upstairs to try change into something. He was indeed asleep so it won't matter I guess.

There was only one huge bedroom, with an enormous mirror which is secretly a walk in closer on behind. I went inside it and blew off my sane. There were hundreds of suits hanging on the inside, and hundreds of shoes arranged on the racks. An abundant amount of expensive watches were also place on a transparent shelf.

"Who is this man?" I asked myself after discovering his hideous identity.

I took one of his white polo and changed into it. Then went back downstairs, sitting on that red couch.

The tranquility of the place made my lashes move in a very melancholic way, it was so quite that I can even hear my own heartbeat. As the sound of my own breathing made me close my eyes to hear it more closely.

When I opened my eyes back, the hearth was lighted up, and the warm yellow lights were turned on. I was also covered by a brown velvet blanket, as the smell of a newly brewed strong coffee sniffs right into my nose.

I didn't notice that I fell asleep quite long. I never intended to but the coziness of the place had urged me enough.

"Coffee?" a deep-gruff voice was upheard from a distance.

I roamed my eyes to the man on a white plain shirt with the veins visibly slipping on his arms, carrying two white cups of coffee.

"No thank you," I uttered which made him stopped halfway and put it down back to the counter. I feel bad for saying that.

"Some wine then?" he grabbed a bottle of wine at the corner and sat down right next to me.

"Oh right, the glasses. I forgot."

"I'll get it," I insisted and jumped off of the couch.

"Tell me where is it." I uttered as I was on my way to the counter.

" In the middle cabinet."

I opened it and took the wine glasses. As I was on my way back to him, his eyes darted down to me. His stare was strong enough for me to handle.

"I'm sorry, I was so wet. So I borrowed one of them, which's yours." I pursed my lips, waiting for his reply.

"It fits you well," he complimented, as his eyes trailed down to my bare thighs and back to my face.

At some point, it made me think who really the person in front of me. He looks like a thief in a night, no one knows what he really do nor who really he is. Dressed in a very plain clothes while having this hidden cabin in the forest, and an enormous walk in closet that is filled with luxury.

I shakened my head for those thoughts to disappear and sat back on the couch, next to him. Handing him the wine glasses to be filled up.

"Heart Problems?" he asked as my eyes were looking still at the floor, in a great daze.

" Yeah," I answered shortly without cutting my gaze.

"I doubted. You broke up with him?" he handed my glass filled with wine half-way.

"He cheated on me."

I swallowed the entire alcohol filling my glass to emptiness and asked for more. I'd better get drunk than to remember that disgusting past with that man.

"How about you? Did she broke up with you?" he drank his cup, letting the bitter taste of alcohol run down to his esophagus.

"I never been on a relationship." he uttered in a deep-gruff voice, as his eyes narrowed down the floor .

I chuckled in surprise, not expecting a gorgeous man like him never had a girlfriend since his existence. I mean look at him, he has a face of a greek-god, a body like Hercules and his voice—Oh God!

"But I am inlove with one woman in my life." he gulped his alcohol for the 4th time, as the his face and ears began to turn red. My vision as well, had began turning blurry and swirling but, he is clear enough to me.

"But she's not your's," I saith and chuckled in his humor I felt like understanding.

"She'll be mine soon." our eyes meet, and like there was a certain charge of electricity that pass through our soul, trailing up to our nerves.

His body jump forward to mine and smacked his lips on mine. The way he kissed me was full of thirst and hunger. Like a wolf who've never been feed for a long time. His hand traveled up to the back of the polo and pushed me closer to him.

Our body pressed against each other, as our lips were sucking each other. The hand he placed on my back slowly traveled down underneath my bare thighs, where I was not wearing anything below but only some thongs. His kisses were very tempting that I returned them in favor.

His both hands were now place underneath my thighs, and carried my body down to his lap. Sitting on his lap adds up the intensity of the steamy atmosphere surrounding us.

His tongue slip inside my mouth, making me moan as he curse underneath his breath. His both hands pushing my ass down, teaching me to grind on him.

And so I did. I grinded myself against him. Slowly, which made our kiss way more deeper. His hand had also travled up to my chest cupped my breast, gently squishing it.

Everything was like magic. I didn't even notice that he already took the white polo off my body. Left me only with my black thongs, as I grind on his lap still.

His lips traveled down to my neck, down to my shoulders and down the valley of my breasts. While leaving each his tracks a red mark.

I took the shirt off his body and throw it, at anywhere it lands. His mouth hungrily continued traveling to one of my breast and kiss it, then he licked it. I closed my eyes, trying to control what I'm feeling inside. It felt so good, in every touch of his tongue brushing it on my n*****s.

And so I arched my back and whispered a moan, when his teeth bit my n*****s. It hurts but it felt good when he started sucking it again and again.

His hand began traveling down to my stomach, til he found the waistband of my black thongs. He slipped his hand right into it and began Massaging the outer part of me, as he still continued sucking my breast.

"Ahh~" I moaned in a prolong manner, ehen he rubbed me fast. It felt good and weird.

I couldn't understand it. Then he took his hand which he rubbed on me and licked it. As he looked at me with such desire.

He put it back on me without breaking our gaze and he started f*****g me with his finger. Slowly, and yet passionately.

His fingers were quite long and fat. I felt the the insides of me hug his finger, with the every thrust he did. He only one finger, his middle one, and it felt like heaven.

He entered me slowly, then moved faster. When I was soaking wet, dripping and never my burst. He stopped pulled out his finger and licked it again.

But when he put it again inside me, he pushed two fingers in and f****d me so hard.

"Ahh, Oh God!" I moaned again and again. Feeling the pleasure of the thrust of his every finger.

I could already feel the buldge growing on his lap. He stopped and opened his pants to take out his throbbing c**k. Then rub it on me first before sliding it in.

"Ahh!" I cried in pain.

"It's your first?" he asked in surprised.

"Y-yes." I stammered copping with the intense pain I felt.

"I'll be gentle." he let me moved up and down of his c**k, slowly enable for me to stretch and adjust on his length.

When the pain had subsided and pleasure takes It's turn, Silas held my waist and start pumping me from below.

My fingers buried deep on his skin as he f****d me hard on the couch. It's driving me crazy, like I can't even feel myself but just the pleasure alone.

"Oh please!" I cried once more before he stopped and pulled out. He stood up from the couch carrying me with him, as he took the stairs carefully. Up to his bedroom, he didn't care much about closing the door either.

He laid me down to bed and took off the rest of the cloth on his body. Making him completely naked, showing his gorgeous body. Down to his rocky abs to his sexy v-line down to his huge, and long c**k. Throbbing for more.

He kneeled down the bed and dragged me towards the edge of the bed, as his tongue were ready enough to devour the juices dripping out of me.

He lapped me and swirl his tongue on my c**t. As his tongue traveled down to my whole and slid it in, pushing it in and out of it. When he sucked my hole, I arched my back out of pleasure.

He then stopped and slid his length back inside me. Thrusting in and out again.

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That night was sinful enough, one was desiring enough to touch and one was tempted enough to return its favor. And yet what will be the consequence?