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I squirmed a little in my seat.
I was sitting in a comfy armchair in my room, reading, as I often did now when Yang was out. It all seemed as always, but I certainly didn’t feel as always.
On our last stroll together, Yang and I had stopped at a bookstore since I had finished reading my last book. This one had taken my interest randomly. It was a romance book, and since Yang knew I liked those, he had decided to buy it for me without a second thought. I hadn't even had a chance to look further into the book. Which I didn’t mind now, the story was intriguing, but…
The love interest had immediately reminded me of Yang. Maybe it was just because he had bought the book for me, they weren’t that alike, or maybe it was just because I liked to imagine me and Yang in every romantic scene. But now I couldn’t stop imagining them that way, and…
It turned out, the book was… quite obscene.
I concentrated back on reading. The main character grabbed Yangs – no, I mean the love interest’s – arms and pushed him down on the bed, kissing him forcibly. I squirmed again, my face hot. He seemed to be really into it. I tried to imagine myself doing all this to Yang. I had never taken initiative like this. Would he like it? I couldn’t imagine it.
I felt a wetness accumulate between my legs as I kept on reading the steamy scene. It felt embarrassing, but I couldn’t stop. I let my hand run down my body… But I stopped myself, putting the book away and taking in a deep breath. I should cool down. This was much too embarrassing, not to mention that I hadn’t even locked the door, so Lan and Fei could potentially barge in at any time. Thinking that, my eyes drifted to the door -
“Yang!” I jumped up, feeling caught. “How long… since when are you back?”
He stood right in the doorway, but I hadn’t noticed him at all. The amusement on his face was obvious, his grin wide.
“Are you enjoying your book?”
Shit. For how long had he watched me? He stepped inside, locking the door behind him. I knew what that meant. I still felt embarrassed though.
He came closer to me, then led me to the bed and pushed me down, hovering above me. It immediately reminded me of what I had just read, the scene playing out in my head. Should I try it…? I pushed my embarrassment away and grabbed his arms, then rolled our bodies around to switch positions.
“Oh?”
He let me, following along with my movement while looking at me with an intrigued spark in his eye, one brow raised in anticipation.
My face felt hot as hell, probably blushing a deep shade of red, but I kept following along with the words that replayed in my head. With confidence, I grabbed his pants, lowering them enough to free his already half-hard erection. Seeing how just this little had already affected him as well helped me gain more confidence, enough to swiftly dispose of my underwear below my skirt and lower myself on him, feeling his cock push inside me, without any foreplay. I groaned at how full I felt, ignoring the slight pain. Despite it not being my first time with him, I was still not accustomed to his size and girth, but my wetness was helping immensely, making him slide in with ease, my slick spreading on him. I lowered myself down on him completely, feeling him now completely hard inside me.
“Fuck, Lili…,” Yang moaned. His cold golden eyes bored into mine, making me blush even further. I tried not to think about the display that was offered in front of him, looking up at me like that. Still, I was surprised he seemed to enjoy all this, I had almost expected him to pin me down and take me as always.
“A book got you this wet?” His voice sounded amused, but I felt embarrassed. I shook my head, then nodded.
“I… I guess it did. But it was also because… I imagined you the whole time.”
As if in response, I felt him twitch inside of me, making me moan.
“Lili.” His smirk faded, instead he looked at me with an intense, serious gaze. He grabbed my waist and started thrusting up into me, his fingers leaving marks on my skin. I gasped at his intense rhythm, but stopped him by taking his hands into mine and pinning them above his head. I was almost surprised he still let me do as I pleased.
I raised my lower body enough for him to slip out completely, then only let the tip of his erection slowly slip inside of me, then again, and again, repeating the motion softly several times. I noticed his eyes had closed somewhere along the lines. I followed along, closing my eyes and concentrating completely on the feeling of him slightly penetrating me, again and again, as I moved my body.
Only when I felt his hips and hands twitch, did I open my eyes again. While his eyes were still closed, he had furrowed his brows, a look of impatience on his face.
"Liliana," he growled darkly, his strained voice another indicator of his impatience. I couldn't stop my body from automatically clenching around him in response to the dominant sound of his voice, eliciting a more satisfied moan from him. Ever so slowly, I lowered myself completely down on him, while feeling his muscles flex impatiently below me. His breath hitched, but I could tell it still wasn’t enough for him.
While lowering down to kiss him, I started moving my body with rhythm. He kissed me back hungrily, while his hips thrusted up against me with force, meeting my own thrusts. I enjoyed the friction between us, the feeling of his hips clashing against mine and his huge cock thrusting in and out of me repeatedly, but there was one thing still on my mind. One thing I wanted to try, but I was unsure if I should. But so far, everything had worked out splendidly.
When I felt Yang's thrust becoming erratic, his moans deep and a look of concentration on his face, I knew I needed to decide immediately, before he would cum. Right when I felt his muscles clench, I raised my body enough to be out of reach of his thrusts, while my hands tightened their hold on his above his head.
In the book, they had tried something called… Edging.
Yang groaned irritatedly, his hands twitching again. I knew he was about to move, so I quickly appeased him by lowering myself down on him again. He kept still, but I could tell he wasn't happy how slow I moved, his forceful thrusts a clear indicator. I sped up a little, but right as his movements against me became erratic, I stopped again, while still sitting down on him, not allowing much movement by the way I sat. I felt his erection twitch strongly inside of me, making me moan deeply. That was it, I couldn't hold myself back any longer, I had to move -
"That's enough."
Right as I was thinking that, Yang finally had enough, switching positions with one swift motion, as if it was nothing. His half-lidded eyes were glaring at me with anger, but I also saw intense arousal glistening in them. One of his hands held mine above my head, mirroring our situation earlier, though he was obviously more skilled at this than I – while his other hand grabbed my neck, reminding me faintly of the times I was still scared of him.
Within the next second, everything felt too intense, his fast thrusts inside of me, his mouth devouring mine, licking and biting at me, his hand choking me, making me feel lightheaded. It was a stark contrast to my slow pace earlier, but I felt a certain spark run through my body, and started to move with him, pressing my body as close as possible to him, despite our position. When he hit a certain spot inside me I saw stars, my orgasm rolling over me, making me clench around him repeatedly, milking his cock. He moaned as he came deep inside of me, his hands involuntarily tightening their grip, and I felt my vision go dark while I was still feeling the waves of my own orgasm.
I came to myself just seconds after, breathing heavily, and felt him lay beside me lazily, an arm draped over my body. His touch made me feel warm inside, being as close as loving as you could expect from him.
"What was that all about?" he asked, his grin thankfully gone, but he still looked intrigued. I felt myself blush at the thought of talking out loud about it, but I know I needed to. I did want to hear what he had to say about it, too.
"I didn't know the book was… that kind of a book, but… Since I read about new things, I guess I wanted to try them."
A smirk appeared on his face again.
"I will have to buy you more books."
Ashamed, I looked away from him, but only briefly, until I felt drawn to his gaze again.
"So, did you actually like it? You did seem impatient."
"I don't mind. I can still just pin you down and do as I please as soon as I get bored of your little game."
I felt a wave of arousal go through my body as his words, and the thoughts they inflicted.
"Yeah, that'll be fine for me."
He grinned at me, then gave me a soft kiss that made my heart flutter.