Blossoms of Love

Chapter 3

My legs began to shake, and I placed my hands on his shoulders to steady myself as he knelt before me. He pushed his d**k even deeper over and over again as he pushed me over the edge of my climax.

He didn't stop, letting me ride out of pleasure as the stars exploded behind my closed eyelids.

When I finally stood down from my high, he sensed it and pulled his hand away. His mouth released my nippled with an audible pop. As he looked up at me, there was hunger on his face like those beasts he was aroused.

My p***y clenched his c**k tighter, what an undeniable passion consumed me, and I felt bolder than ever.

I moved and pulled my p***y on his, I ran over my hands over his pecs and abs. God, he was so hot.

I crawled down , my eyes stopped and was fixed with his hugely erected c**k. My wetness dripped down into his thick c**k, I sucked it... slow and hard.

I spread my legs once again and position my p***y to let his big c**k slide in. There was a brief pause as it entered as I adjusted to his. Even how many times we do it, I can't get used to his size.

Then, without words, I moved. My fingers dug into the muscles of his shoulders as I clung to him.

Time ceased to exist as I moved on top of him, moans and incomprehensible words flooding the room as we got lost in the sensations coursing through our bodies. A second climax began to build in my body as I succumbed to the pleasure.

"Ah... I'm going to... "

"Yeah," he cried out, his arms thickening around me. "Do it now."

My orgasm crashed through me as he let out a long curse. I felt his c**k jerk within me as he found his own release, and it increased my own pleasure.

I felt like an eternity before we both started to relax, our bodies covered with a light sheen of sweat. David slowly lowered me back, pecking my lips softly.

I felt unsteady as I stood on shaky legs. My body was exhausted from the orgasms, and I wasn't sure I could keep myself up after everything. His c**k was still inside me. I relaxed, burying my face into his chest as I sighed.

Time slipped by without either of us noticing.

The silence between us was broken by a sudden vibration.

His phone.

He glanced at the screen, his expression shifting instantly.

"Where are you?" a voice demanded from the other end." You're needed at the company, now."

"I'm on my way," he replied calmly, ending the call before another word could be said.

He turned towards me, a faint smile tugging at his lips, one that carried both warmth and inevitability.

"Looks like we'll have to meet again some other time."

"I'll be waiting," I said softly, the words leaving my mouth before I could stop myself.

He stepped closer, brushed a hand along my cheek, then leaned down and kissed me slowly, lingering, warm. A kiss meant to be remembered.

"I enjoyed it... so much," he whispered against my ear before pulling away.

And just like that, he left.

The door closed behind him, leaving the room painfully quiet. I pulled the surrounding blanket, curling inward as if it could protect me from the ache through my chest.

"Huh..." I let out a shaky breath.

How far can we hold onto this?

The questions tore through me, sharp and merciless. Tears welled up before I could stop it, flowing freely as the weight of everything pressed down on me.

We've already come this far....we'd have to push further till the end.

Or atleast, that's what I told myself.

I sobbed silently, bitting my lip to keep from making a sound, my body trembling beneath the covers.

Then my phone rang.

Mom.

I wiped my tears quickly and answered. "Where are you right now?"

"I'm... at work," I lied, forcing steadiness into my voice. " Too much work piled up today."

"I see," she replied. "I'm at the company too, come here... before your father arrives."

Fear froze me in place. I knew that I was definitely doomed this time. My mother's voice was calm yet dangerous. I was silent for a moment and carefully chose my words.

"I'll be there," I said, hiding my nervous tone and ending the call.

I cleaned myself up in a daze, washed my face, fixed my clothes and drove as fast as I dared... heart pounding the entire way.

The moment I opened the door to my office—

Smack.

The sound was sharp and violent. I froze, holding my face.

Pain exploded across my face, the force sending my head snapping to the side. I staggered slightly, the sting deep into my skin.

"Where have you've been?" she demanded.

I stayed silent. Still. Frozen.

"Who did you meet?"she shouted. "Say it, who was it? Answer me?" Her voice was shaking.

Slowly, I straightened, my cheek throbbing, heat spreading where her hand struck me. I raised my hand and held my face once again, feeling how red and tender it had already become.

Still, I said nothing.

"Stop this," she cried, her voice shaking with fury and fear." End it now... before things worsen into something you'll never be able to escape!"

With that, she turned and stormed out, the door slamming shut behind her.

I was left alone.

The room felt empty.... too empty.

I walked unsteadily to my chair and sank into it, my movements heavy, mechanical. My fingers brushed my aching cheek gently, as if touching it too hard might break me completely.

I closed my eyes.

And that was when everything finally collapsed.

I cried bitterly, raw, uncontrollable sobs tearing out of my chest. I covered my mouth, but it didn't help. My shoulders shook, my breath hitched and I cried like a child who had lost their way and didn't know how to go home anymore.