TAINTED HEARTS (ENGLISH)

TAINTED HEARTS 19

(TH) Chapter 19

I cried as soon as he entered me. He was bubbling sweet nothings, but I didn’t listen to any of them. I couldn’t hear him while I was hurting. My focus was on how painful his c**k was entering me. The pain shot through me. It seemed like he was cutting me in half.

“It hurts.” I was crying while he kept kissing my whole face.

“I’ll stop moving,” he breathed, then kissed my lips deeply to divert me from the pain.

His gold bar necklace was giving me chills against my skin. It wasn’t intentional that it kept touching the tip of my chest, which gave me a strange sensation.

I tried to kiss him back; he groaned, and then I felt him twitching inside me. He hasn’t yet entered me fully; it was just his head, but I almost died in pain.

“Go on,” I said and tried to push him closer.

I bit my lip and my whole body almost trembled when he pushed back in again.

“Say it if you can’t bear the pain and you want me to stop,” he whispered hoarsely while trying to move deeper.

Even though it hurt, I endured it. I cried and screamed, but I didn’t make him stop.

“Just . . . a little more . . .” He buried his face in my neck. He was breathing so hard. Another hard thrust, and then he entered me fully. “Ah . . .”

He didn’t move, and we were both sweating. I felt so full and stretched. It was funny how I let him enter me here in a quiet and creepy place. This was my first time, and it should be done in a romantic place, not inside his car.

“Baby, can I move now?”

I nodded when the pain eased a little. He lifted his body slightly to kiss me before he started moving.

“Its . . . hot inside . . .” Lennox moved in and out slowly and very carefully. He kissed me thoroughly while playing my breast alternately, using his hand as if his touches and kisses would magically take the pain away. My nails were still on his back and arm. I scratched it while he was entering me.

“I love you . . .” I whispered lovingly as his pace became deeper and pleasure began to take over my whole body.

“Xena . . .” he murmured my name sweetly as if he were intoxicated.

The car went wild as he moved inside me. He moved faster and harder when he heard me begin moaning.

“Agh! Damn it!” He almost broke his car seats when his slam became more rough, thrusting too hard and fast. “Oh, f**k!”

He lifted himself up and pressed my legs together, resting them on one of his shoulders. He continued moving fast. I held onto the seatbelt and drew strength from it so I wouldn’t be completely thrown off by his rough thrusts. The sound of successive loud slaps echoed inside the car. I felt every smack of his body against the back of my thighs.

“Agh! f**k! Damn!” He looked up, and then he parted his lips sexily, growling there with pleasure like a crying handsome wolf in the dark forest.

I screamed his name and almost fainted as I felt my second release. He groaned loudly, gritting his teeth while staring at me as I reached my own climax. My inside was choking his length tightly. We were twitching and both trembling.

“You are so good! It feels so good, damn it! I don’t want to finish yet!” he said, frustrated because he knew he was about to come too.

He lifted my waist, then parted my legs to put it over his shoulders. He gripped my hips tight and bucked my hips to meet him halfway.

I had no more strength and was slumped on the seat. His grip on both sides of my waist was tight. One of my shoes had already slipped off my foot. His whole body was flushed red under the moonlight. He looked like a Greek god devouring his prey in pleasure and in so much hunger.

Surprisingly, even in my weak state, another orgasm was building inside me. He leaned forward in search of my lips as his pace became deeper and faster than before. My legs were still on his shoulder, bending me so he could bury deeper. His length slammed so deeply that I could almost feel him in my stomach.

“I terribly want to explode inside! f**k!”

I became deaf to anything because of my third powerful orgasm. I screamed in his mouth as delicious ecstasy rushed through me again. My wall choked him tighter this time, gripping his swelling c**k with my clenching wall.

“Xena!” he shouted huskily, clenching his jaw and almost out of breath.

As he was about to come, he quickly pulled his length out. I gasped loudly, then looked at what he was doing. He was gritting his teeth while spurting hot and sticky white fluid on my stomach.

“Haa . . .” He was breathing fast and hard while continuing to move his hand back and forth around his c**k, scraping the white juice coming out of his hole.

He collapsed on top of me after releasing everything. His breathing was ragged, and his heartbeat pounded hard. He sat up after calming down. He reached for some tissue and wiped the white liquid he had spilled on my stomach.

I remained lying down, my naked body exposed to him. He braced both hands on either side of me and stared. I smiled when he brushed aside my damp, sweaty hair.

“You came three times. Was it good?”

I blushed at his question and averted my gaze. He laughed softly when he noticed my flushed face. He bit his lip and lowered his face again to kiss me.

“Let’s go home?”

I nodded. He got off me so we could both get dressed. My clothes were wrinkled, so he put on me the denim jacket he had worn earlier.

I winced as I sat while we drove home. It hurt more especially since I wasn’t wearing any underwear. He held my hand and only let go when necessary, so he could feel it whenever I moved. He glanced at me but didn’t comment.

When we arrived in front of the house, I checked my appearance in the mirror attached to the sun visors. He watched me as I fixed my hair, which had gotten messy from what we had done earlier. I turned to him after fixing myself. I smiled when I caught him still staring. His eyes looked dazed as he pulled me into his arms.

“Promise me you won’t leave me.” He hugged me tight as if his life depended on me.

I giggled and returned his hug even tighter. Was he still insecure after what happened?

“I promise!”

He took a deep breath and let me go. He gave me a peck before helping me out of the car.

Before closing the door, I glanced at the seat. There was a stain of blood there, proof that I had given myself to him.

He peeked at what I was looking at. He smirked proudly at what he had done. He literally tore me apart with his size.

“I must not clean that spot,” he whispered.

I looked up at him. “Why?”

He smirked. “It’s your first blood. I want that to stay there forever.”

I blushed and smacked his chest.

“You’re crazy!”

He laughed. “Crazy for you?”

I rolled my eyes and smiled. He bent down and picked up the small fabric there. My eyes widened when he slipped it into his pocket.

“Hey! That’s my ripped underwear!”

He chuckled. “I’ll keep it.”

I was about to protest but he pulled me toward the gate.

“Are they already asleep? Are you still going in?”

He peeked inside the house and saw the lights were already off.

“I want to sleep in your room. I’ll leave early in the morning.”

I froze at him, remembering what happened in the car. My eyes were still swollen from crying. Could I still do that after doing it once? Couldn’t we just do it another day?

He shook his head and grinned, his eyes on me.

“What were you thinking, huh? We’re not doing that again. You are still in pain.”

I pouted. I moved to open the gate wide enough for him to drive his car inside. I went in first. I was at the living room door waiting for him to finish parking. My eyes were on the car, but they shifted outside when I thought I saw a shadow move. I walked closer, frowning at it. This happened before, too. This was the second time I was seeing things.

“What is it?”

I heard Lennox behind me. He came and hugged me from behind. He also looked where I was staring.

“What was that?” he asked again.

I shook my head.

“Nothing. I just thought I saw a shadow.”

“A shadow?” His brow furrowed. “Where?”

“Over there, behind the post.”

“Wait here. I’ll check.”

He let go of me and moved toward the gate. Before he could go out, I pulled him back.

“Where are you going?”

“To check.”

I didn’t let go of him because I was nervous. What if it was a robber with a gun or knife?

“Don’t. Maybe it’s just my imagination.”

I clasped our hands together and pulled him inside. I closed the living room door slowly. As we went upstairs, we were careful not to wake anyone in the house. Once inside the room, I cleaned myself up. He did the same. But since he had no clothes there, he stayed naked while we lay together in bed.

I rested my head on his arm. One of his hands was around my waist, hugging me. A few minutes later, I heard his faint snore, a sign he was asleep.

I looked up at him and studied his face. He really was handsome. His skin was flawless, and there was nothing to criticize in his features. His lips were soft and thinly red. His lashes were long, and even closed, they were beautiful to look at.

My body heated up as I remembered how he looked earlier. It was dark, but we could see each other. He’s flushed, eyes burned with desire on me, almost destroying the things inside the car. I never thought we could fit there despite his big body.

“Stop being a pervert and just sleep, Xena!” I scolded myself.

Smiling, I closed my eyes and hugged him. I tried not to think about it, but the image of the car shaking while we were inside came to me again. It was a good thing no other cars passed by. If there had been, they would have noticed what we were doing inside because of how violently his car was rocking.