Chapter 76 | Steamy Night (18+)
Chapter 76: 76 | Steamy Night (18+)
[A/N: Sex Scene below, not too important in the story but contain a single vital information there.]
"Hmmm.." Her moan almost drove him crazy, vibrating against his tongue.
The kisses started slow. Andrew’s tongue explored the shape of her mouth, the ridges of her teeth, her inner cheeks, the roof of her mouth and even underneath her tongue.
His hands moved across her back, feeling the curves of her body through the thin white blouse as she pressed against him.
"Hnnnn~"
Monica’s fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer as she deepened the kiss even further.
Her other hand gripped the back of his shirt. She made small sounds of pleasure as they kissed.
The kisses grew more heated. Andrew’s lips left her mouth and traveled down to her neck, licking and pressing kisses down her throat.
Monica suddenly moaned loudly as he kissed a sensitive spot, titling her head to give him better access.
"Ah..." she moaned, as her chest pumped up and down, her fingers tightening in his hair. "Andrew... don’t stop..."
Why the hell would he do such a thing?
He switched between gentle kisses and soft bites, marking her neck with small red spots.
His hands found the buttons of her blouse and began to undo them, one by one, revealing another inch of pale skin, hidden beneath the white fabric.
Monica didn’t stop him. Instead, she helped, her own hands moving to remove his shirt with trembling fingers, fumbling with the buttons in her eagerness.
When his shirt came off, she paused to look at him.
His chest was lean and hard, the muscles defined but not overly bulky.
There were scars in his body. One from the elder who stabbed him and others from battles in heavens domain.
She reached out and touched the scar where his heart was.
Her fingers caressing the scar.
"You’re beautiful," she whispered, her voice husky with desire.
They stood there for a moment, both of them half-undressed, looking at each other.
Monica’s skin was fair and smooth. She was slender but she had massive curves that the academy uniform had completely hidden,
Andrew’s breath caught in his throat.
He had seen her body before, by accident a couple of times.
But he had not take a proper look out of respect and modesty.
Now she was offering it to him freely, and the sight took his breath away.
Andrew looked deep into her eyes and asked. "Are you sure about this?"
His voice was rough with desire, he was genuinely concerned because he was certain she was a virgin.
They had known each other for a long while after all. They had grown up together, shared everything, knew each other’s histories and secrets. He would know if she had been with anyone else.
She nodded. "I’ve waited for this since I was thirteen. You won’t take it away from me now."
She reached for his belt impatiently.
Andrew chuckled at her urgency.
He had wanted to go down on her first, to take things slow, to make sure she enjoyed every moment of their first time together.
But it looked like she wanted the main event before the appetizers.
When his pants fell away, along with his boxers, she gasped.
He was massive, about 12 inches of length and 5 inches of girth.
It stood at full attention, throbbing slightly with each beat of his heart, the head already glistening with precum.
The veins that ran along its length were thick, making it look like an angry dragon.
"How would you even fit? Goddess!"
She immediately put her hand beside it for comparison and it was even bigger than her hand.
"It’s even bigger than my hand!"
Her fingers not able to wrap all the way around its girth.
Her eyes were wide in shock and her mouth slightly open, her face a mixture of shock and awe and craving hunger.
Andrew saw her shock and told her. "We can do this another time. I know it’s slightly big and it will definitely hurt."
He didn’t want to hurt her, didn’t want their first time together to be painful, didn’t want to ruin what should have been a beautiful moment because his body was too much for hers to handle.
She snapped her head to the side slightly and replied. "I guess I haven’t told you about my talent."
"Yeah, you’re right. We’ve not spoke about each other’s talent. What’s your talent?" He asked curiously, trying to distract himself from the sight of her kneeling before him, her face inches from his erection.
She smirked and replied. "Elasticity."
Andrew’s brows furrowed as he thought about it, trying to understand what that meant then his eyes instantly widened. "You mean..."
"Yes. I can will any part of my body to stretch or compress with the elastic limit of industrial grade latex."
Andrew’s body shook and his dick twitched involuntarily as blood flowed into it, making it pulse and grow even bigger.
With this talent, all his perverse fantasies, tic...
Before he could say anything, Monica jumped on top of him and Andrew caught her by instinct, his hands closing around her waist as she wrapped her legs around him, her body pressing against his. "You can rip through me and ravage me without care. I’m my body can withstand and I’m too horny to care."
Andrew didn’t need to be told twice.
His hands moved to her remaining clothes, tearing the fabric with eager hands.
Her bra came off first, the clasp snapping under his impatient fingers, releasing her breasts.
They were beautiful, perfectly shaped, with small pink nipples that were already hard and pointed, standing like two guns pointed at him to lie down.
He reached for her skirt and zipped it down, pulling it down her leg, taking her underwear with it.
She was completely naked now, her golden hair falling around her shoulders, her pale skin glowing, her body on full display for him to admire.
Her legs long and smooth, the junction of her thighs slightly parted to reveal the glistening pink flesh between them, already wet with arousal.
He placed her on the bed and then slowly positioned himself between her legs.