I Don't Want To Be Loved

Chapter 131: Screams of Ecstasy (19)

At his sudden words, Rihannan’s opened her shut eyes. With hazy eyes, she looked at Igor with a bundle of questions filling her mind.

“What do you mea—”

But before she could finish her words, Igor flipped her body over and she found herself bent over the bed. She had tried to wiggle away from him, but he grasped her from behind; then he pushed his hands under her belly and lifted it so her butt perked straight up.

In this unfamiliar pose she found herself in—forced on her hands and knees—she had tried to wiggle away from him, but Igor pulled her back, shaft rubbing up and down her entrance.

“Just what are you do…ah…ahh!”

Her entrance was moist with his dripping prec*m and slowly, Igor pushed his engorgement inside her with a thrust.

It didn’t hurt as much as she had expected. His member entered deep inside her and she could feel that he was much bigger than before. She was feeling a new euphoric sense of stimulation that she gasped, eyes wide, mouth round. She had tried to hold the moans that longed to escape but it was proving difficult to do so.

Her insides tightened and clenched around his member.

Igor growled lowly, letting out a hot breath onto her back as he thrust into the heat of her s*x. His manhood seared with pleasure, splitting her flower with intensity and pounding her wet insides rhythmically.

Rihannan trembled, goosebumps dimpling her skin as she let out a loud scream.

“I-I’m scared… please stop!”

A sense of horror overcame her.

She wasn’t able to see Igor’s face in this position. This was unfamiliar territory and it felt like he had changed to a person she did not know. She doubted herself too as she was bent over taking in a man’s engorgement like this. Yet instead of the usual embarrassment, she felt blissful rapture.

Igor felt sweat begin to drip off his body while her flowery nectar dripped off his manhood. He stopped for a moment, held her round globes, leaned forward, and kissed the back of her neck wet with sweat.

A long sighed followed thereafter.

Rihannan felt shivers down her spine; she instinctively shrank down, but Igor held tightly onto her shivering body, his chest collapsing on her back.

“It’s okay, Rihannan. This is just another way of making love to you. I would never do anything to bring you harm.”

Rihannan tried to understand his words in her confused state, but her blank mind had troubles. There were also other ways to make love to each other that had almost driven her mad like this?

Igor moved again, devouring her moist flower once more, his manhood rubbing against her folds.

Rihannan grabbed tightly onto the sheet.

His other hand grabbed her shaking mounds and massaged it.

At this moment, she could no longer hold back her moans.

“Haa!” she panted, grabbing tight to the sheets. Igor, too, let out an uncontrollable groan next to her ear, sending shivers down her spine.

Their eyes flicked into white and they let out a pleasurable moan at the same time. Warm, white fluids sprayed her insides as they collapsed onto the bed.

Rihannan, bent over, breathed heavily.

Igor lowered his head and whispered something in her ear.

“…..”

She was out of strength and his voice inaudibly weak that she could not hear properly; eyelids closed itself faster than she could comprehend.

She felt Igor softly rubbing her hair before complete darkness enveloped her mind.