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Raelynn's pov:

I kept my mouth shut despite him aggressively kissing me. I tried to use all my force to remove his hands from my wrists so that I can push him away but he tighten his grip, holding both my wrists in one hand before his other hand moved to cup my neck in a firm grip.

He bit my lips making me wince and he used this opportunity to enter my mouth. I tried my best to not kiss him back but I couldn't. His body kept getting closer and mine kept getting pressed against the wall. He didn't stop the kiss despite feeling me panting and getting out of breath. My arms were gradually getting weaker and my mouth felt sore.

He slowly removed his hand from my wrists making them fall to my side numbly. His hand found the open of my dress on my thigh and roamed on my skin making its way to my ass, giving it a tight squeeze.

I felt the grip around my neck loosen and his hand roamed down on my skin. He stopped at my left breast, his big hand covering the area. He gave a hard squeeze before his finger started to play with my nibble-which was easily accessible as I wasn't wearing a bra.

I moaned into his mouth.

Damn, he's turning me on...

He finally pulled away from my lips, leaving me gasping for air.

He was breathing heavily too.

I stared into his eyes, which were now darker with lust. I didn't have any such interaction for 5 years, so right now I was a total mess.

"Let me go," I manage to say.

He looked at me for a few seconds with a defeated look before he stepped away from me. I instantly miss his touch. My legs feel like jelly but I was able to catch myself.

I walked away.

However, three steps forward, I stopped and turned around to face him.

"If within an hour you are not at my place, don't ever show me your face," I told him.

His lips curled in a smile and he gave me a nod.

I turned around and walked away.

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I was now home and I was nervous. During the entire ride home, I kept thinking about my decision and I was praying that in the future I don't regret this.

It's been forty minutes since I left the venue and right now I was laying on my couch, looking at the ceiling. I already changed into one of my cute silky night dresses. It was black with lacy bottom.

I heard the doorbell making my heart skip a beat. I nervously stood up and made my way to the door.

I opened it and found Kyson standing there. He had taken off his suit, the two first buttons of his shirt were undone and his sleeves were tossed to his elbow.

"You are not going to make me regret this, are you?" I asked lowly.

He walked inside, closing the door behind him, his body facing me.

"Let's find out," he said shortly.

He walked to me and easily reached to throw me on his shoulder. He slaps my butt hard making a scream escape my lips.

"I was going to do a little foreplay but I'm still mad with what you did with the guy. Especially when you said that you wish you kiss him and touch him."

He walked up the stairs easily as I weighed like nothing.

Is he being serious?

"You can't be mad at me for that," I stated.

"Oh I am," he stated.

Once in my bedroom, he put me down on my feet. He then pushed me backwards, making me fall on the bed. I push my body upward, leaning on my elbow as I looked at him. He stood there, reaching to unbutton his shirt slowly while keeping his eyes on me. He threw the shirt on the sitting area in front of the bed. He also removed his pants and when I looked down at his boxers there was a big tent.

"Remove the dress and lay back down." He demanded.

I did it. I wasn't wearing a bra so I was in only my lacy underwear. I watched as his eyes roamed my body and he clenched his jaw.

He spread my leg apart and settle himself in between them. He put both his hand on each side of my head, leaning his body on mine. His -not so little- friend pressed against my clit on my underwear making me bit my lips.

He thrust forward, a gasp escaping my lips.

"I can already feel your heat," he groaned.

He duck his head to my neck and started to suck the skin as he thrust a few more times. I tried to keep my moans as low as I could but it was hard. One of my hands was on his shoulder while the other hand was buried in the back of his hair. When he moved down to one of my breasts and bite it, it was my last straw and I moaned out loud, clenching his hair in my fist.

He abruptly stopped and moved away making me groan frustratedly.

"Kyson,"

"That's good, but now I want you to scream it." He stated.

He pulls my underwear down on my thigh and my legs before throwing it away. He removed his boxers, giving me a nice look of his friend who bounce out, hard. He reached to grab something from his pant and it was a condom.

Good.

"Hmm, can you go slow? It's been a few years since I had sex and you are big-"

"No can do." He spoke firmly.

Huh?

Once he was done putting on the condom, he kneel on the edge of the bed.

"You are dripping," he commented with a smirk.

"Fuck you," I murmured.

"You will," he chuckled.

He grabbed my thigh and pulled me down, closer to him. He leaned, his hands on my side and I felt his dick on my clit making me moan again. He rubbed the tip against my clit a few times teasing me.

I wrapped my arms around his neck. He pressed his body on mine while keeping his weight on his hands.

"Stop teasing," I groaned irritatedly.

"I'm just preparing you," he simply said, continuing his teasing.

"Kyson," I whined.

I gasped when he suddenly push inside of me. He kept pushing in two more times before he was fully inside, stretching me.

"Fuck," he groaned.

I moaned.

He pulls out before slamming inside of me again.

"Oh fuck!" I cried.

"Damn you're tight," he groaned before kissing my neck. He continued to slam into me, tearing my poor vagina apart.

He wrapped his arm around my waist before slamming harder and deeper a few more times. It felt painfully good, my eyes were full of tears.

"Who does this belong you?" He demanded so possesively as he pulled out.

"Youu-ohh," I moaned as he slammed inside again.

He looked satisfied by the answer though. For a few minutes, we kept the same position. He then pulls out again before laying on the bed beside me. With one arm, he lifted me on top of him and I straddle him.

He sat on the bed, his arms wrapped around me, pressing our bodies together. I wrapped my arms around his neck, looking directly into his eyes.

Both our bodies were sweaty and hot.

Never breaking eye contact, he pulled out before slamming in again. A painful moan escape my lips as my sight got blurry with my tears.

He kissed my neck.

"Will you ever wish that any other man kiss you or touch you?" He asked, his breath falling on my neck.

He slammed in again. He was going harder and harder making the fucking bed shake.

"Nooooo,"

"Who is allow to kiss or touch you?" He demanded.

"You-ah, only you-fuck."

"Say my name," he spoke breathing heavily.

"Kyson,"

"Louder." He groans.

"Kyson! Yeah... oh yes, I'm so close. Fuck me harder... oh shit... yes...hmmm..."

He thrust a few more times before we both felt a strong orgasm wash over us.

"Kyson!"

He grunted.

We both fell onto the bed, still holding each other.

I felt him move but I couldn't because I was too tired and weak. I turned my head to where he was standing and I saw him pick up his shirt before walking back to the bed.

"Come on, wear this." His voice softened.

I lazily sat down and he help me to wear his shirt. He cupped my face before pecking my lips a few times. He leans on the bed, pulling me to his side while wrapping his arm around me.

"Sleep well darling,"