The third point of view:

A strong arm had held her like this before. However, there was a difference now. The previous arm had betrayed and used her in the worst possible way and when he was about to reap the fruit of his sly effort, the other arm destroyed his hard work. And it was in that arm that she was right now.

"May I? "

Cecil was honestly surprised when he asked for permission to touch her, she had been expecting him to just go ahead and have his way while she fights against the urge to run off. But right now, she calmed down, as if her body was finally recognizing him.

"Yes," Cecil breathed. It was as if her voice had vanished to God knows where.

Immediately, he pushed her up against the wall while she used that opportunity to ensure she was properly anchored to him. He stared into her eyes once more and she could see the assurance there - he was not going to hurt her.

Cecil released a sharp breath when Emerald's mouth closed on her nipples. It was as if the pleasure had shot from there to the rest of her body.

She moaned as he rubbed his tongue against her areola in a circular motion before catching the rosebud in between his teeth and gave it a soft bite. Cecil threw her head back, feeling the heat gradually building up in her core.

Her hand found its way into his hair, pulling at his scalp just as his hand kneaded and squeezed her other breast. When he pulled away to peer at her from his lashes, Cecil shivered at the lust she saw there. This was just the beginning and yet she felt like she had been taken to the moon and back.

Their lips met once and this time it was more sexual than the other ones they shared. She took his lower lips and bite on it before sucking on it as if her life depended on it. Cecil didn't know if she would have a night like this again and would like to relish as much as she could.

Their tongues played chase with each other. Unlike before, Cecil threw caution to the wind; to hell with her inhibition. While they kissed, she grinds against him and her lips curved upward when his hand went to grab her ass, guiding her.

Emerald's groan of pleasure invigorated Cecil, it made her feel sort of powerful. It pleased her to know that she could make this giant lose control; it pleased her that a man of his rank was at her mercy.

"Ahh.." Cecil groaned, increasing the space of her grind when she felt herself reaching the edge.

Emerald didn't deny her the chance of exploring this level of intimacy, knowing it was rare to see this side of her; unrestricted and unbound. He knew there was a craziness to her, he had experienced it that night eighteen years ago and one couldn't imagine how happy he was to see her opening up. Her great walls have fallen.

He knew by her strong whimper that she had achieved her first orgasm. But then, this was just the tip of the ice.

She sank on his body, her chest heaving from the activity right now. What was this feeling? It felt so damn good! And it was all thanks to this man.

Feeling the huge bulge in his brief, Cecil felt kind of guilty that she had gotten her pleasure while he was left hanging. So she sought his lips once again in a different angle, probing his mouth with her tongue while her hands traced the hard lines of his abdomen. She trailed her tongue over his throat,

nipping and licking as her hands slowly traveled to his brief, slipping her hands in when he suddenly caught it.

Cecil's eyes popped open, glancing up at him questioningly, "Don't you want me to touch you?"

"No, that's not it," He answered and God knows how much she was relieved by it. For a moment there, she thought he detested women touching him there.

"Then why?" She couldn't help but ask. What guy in his right mind would refuse that? Even Fernandez never joked with the blow jobs she gave him when they were still together.

"Tonight is about you," He said.

"Huh?" Cecil blinked twice.

"I promised you that I would show you how good being with a man feels. You should sit back and enjoy - don't worry about me,"

Emotions choked Cecil that she almost let the tears flow. How could someone be this selfless? She knew how much he was suffering inside without a release, yet he cared about her, unlike a certain someone. You know, thinking about it, she was quite stupid then.

With Fernandez, it was all about his own pleasure, he never cared about hers and she always made up excuses for it. But now, it was all clear to her thanks to Emerald.

But then he had a right to feel good too which was she argued with him.

"I get that you promised me sinful pleasure but -"

He cut her off with a deep kiss and this time, Cecil felt him moving and the next she knew, her back had hit the bed. Her chest tightened, knowing what was going to happen next? Was she ready for this?

Her breath thickened and her heart pulsed faster when his hand went to her short, pulling it down until it laid on the ground, abandoned. Cecil felt all the blood in her body rush to her face knowing she was completely bare before him - yeah, she wore no panty and she was grateful to have shaved recently.

Panic set in when she spread her leg apart and he must have felt it because he climbed up to her body asking, "Do you trust me?"

"Yes," She found herself saying even though her hands had clenched the bed sheet tight as if hanging on for dear life.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you," He promised her.

His words must have some calming effect because she found herself relaxing. What could happen anyway?

With a smirk, he disappeared back down and Cecil mentally prepared herself for the intrusion. She hadn't done this for years and was surely going to hurt. However, Cecil's eyes flew open when she felt his lips trail kisses up her thigh while his hands spread her further apart.

No way, he was going to lick her down there, she didn't dare imagine. But that was what he did! He lowered himself between her legs and licked her.

"Oh God," she gasped, her head rolling to the back of her head.

When he had asked whether he trusted her, she had thought it was time to do the needful. Who knew he had another objective in mind - not that she was complaining.

Cecil didn't have time to be embarrassed because she couldn't focus, the waves of pleasure were building and crashing. She moaned into his touch, gasping from the pleasure.

His tongue lap at her, flicking and twirling around her nub. At a point, he licked through her fold and she pulled a ragged breath while clutching a fistful of his hair. The feeling was so intense she didn't know whether to push him away or push him further in.

However, her hands did the answer for her as he pushed him, almost burying his face into her cunt nor did he mind, continuously licking her with unique expertise. By the time he was done, a corner of his face was covered with a spurt of her juice - she had achieved another orgasm - and it was sexy as hell.

He then leaned down and kissed her lips that were craving his touch, giving her a taste of her juice while touching her tingling nub.

When he pulled away, no one needed to tell Cecil it was time because she was craving it too. She felt an incredible ache down there which only he could fill. It was hard to believe but Cecil knew after tonight that there would be a change about her.

Rising on his knees, he positioned himself and Cecil pulled a ragged breath when his arousal rubbed against her entrance. She prepared herself and just as expected, pain seared into her body and she winced as soon as he thrust into her.

"I'm sorry but I can't stop now," Emerald spoke through gritted teeth. He seemed to be having a hard time too, "God, you're so damn tight," He groaned, pushing as far as possible into her.

The pain was only for a moment because the instant Emerald was buried to the hilt, she felt a new wave of pleasure; a pleasure more intense than the other; a rapture-giving pleasure.

Emerald didn't move, letting her adjust to the feeling. It wasn't until her body trembled around him, he began to move. His movement was slow and controlled at first as if he was careful not to hurt her, then picked up speed.

Cecil gave a cry of delight as his penetration touched her very entrails. He pounded into her harder and she couldn't keep up.

"Emerald!" she moaned his name as he pounded harder and harder. He hadn't been kidding when he said he would make love to her till she was screaming his name.

It shocked her to discover that her legs had wrapped around him, pushing him deeper and he followed her gesture by slowing down only to give her two deep shoves and took up speed.

Every logical thought flew out of her head, only filled with the images of the man pleasuring her. In no time, Emerald hit the right spot and she exploded in his arms, just as he found his climax almost immediately.

He collapsed on her and both lay for some time, recovering from their "activity"

"That was amazing," Emerald whispered, having a hard time believing that this just happened - it was a dream come true. He had waited a long time for a moment like this.

However, he stiffened when he saw tears run down her cheek which made him support himself on his arm, thinking he had crushed her with his weight.

"What is it?" He asked with a worry in his eyes. By chance, had he hurt her during the act?

"It's just amazing. I've never felt anything like this" Cecil whispered, brushing the tears away from her eyes furiously. She couldn't believe this was what she has been missing out on.

Emerald didn't need to talk, he already understood her and simply brought her into a hug.

"Don't worry, you'll have more of it from now on. I promise you," He kissed the top of her head.