I Don't Want To Be Loved

Chapter 148: Hot S*x (19)

“Hmmph!”

Rihannan’s body shook, engulfing his throbbing manhood in one movement. It had touched the deepest parts of her. She placed her hands on top of his thighs and threw her head back as she moaned.

Igor stroked her back slowly for she was barely able to breathe. He gave her time to get used to the feeling while lightly grinding his hips in pleasure.

“Go ahead and move as much as you want.”

Up till now, the one who had taken the lead whenever they were consumed with passionate love was Igor. Though she sometimes moved her hips together in slapping rhythm with him, there had never been an instance where it was her taking the lead.

Not long after, Rihannan realized that this position allowed her to move however she wished. She was in charge and the one to move her body to feel the induced pleasure.

She raised her hand and lowered it onto his muscled ch*st and began her movement. Her hips moved, sliding her flower up and down his shaft by the motion of her hips while keeping her upper body still. Her flesh squeezed his enlarged manhood with her inner muscles. Her pelvis slammed down onto him over and over again.

“Haaa…”

At first, her movement was slightly awkward, but after learning the place where his manhood pleased her the most, she quickly learned how to move.

Soon, the pace of her hips increased, gripping and squeezing his shaft that was buried inside her with her tight flesh as she moved. She could feel the tip of his shaft nudge the edge of her tunnel and she let out an ecstatic moan, her hips gyrating every now and then.

“God, Rihannan!” Igor gasped and let out a blood-curling groan. He grabbed her buttocks and helped her feel heightened pleasure.

Her internal muscles continued to squeeze him dry. Igor moved his own hips, slowly, to match her rhythm. When he slid upwards to go as deep as her insides allowed, Rihannan quivered and gasped.

Their passionate love became longer, their skins rubbing against each other. They had lost themselves to the pleasure of delight.

It had been a while since Rihannan had moved her hips that strength quickly left her. She could only push herself up and down his manhood weakly. In the end, she fell on top of his body before reaching climax.

Igor tossed her to the side and swapped position with her—he now laid on top of her. He was at his wits’ end. Rihannan moved too slow to give him proper pleasure.

Before she could react, Igor placed himself between her legs and spread it wide. The head of his shaft pressed against her cavernous entrance. Then, he pushed forward and drove his manhood without hesitation.

“Unnghh! Igor… w-wait… ahh!”

Rihannan moaned.

Igor lifted her two legs, allowing him to sink his length deeper inside her wet, tight flower.

Hot and heavy breaths fell into her nape. He drove his hips forward and buried his hard, throbbing manhood as deeply into her as he could. She cried out, lifting her hips toward him.

Each time he moved violently, she felt like she had been washed over by endless hot waves.

Igor drove inside her flower in long, deep, powerful strokes, gripping the rounded globes of her buttocks tightly.

Rihannan was rendered helpless beneath him. All she could do was to keep her legs wrapped around him as her body writhed in overwhelming satisfaction.

And then… she came. Violent juicy fluids exploded inside her like a bomb and she cried out in ecstasy as the waves of pleasure came crashing down on her.

Everything in front of her broke down into pieces and like before, she felt Igor’s manhood throbbing and pulsing as it pumped stream after streams of hot, thick white fluids deep inside her. It pumped again and again and she thought it would never stop.

Igor squeezed his eyes shut and groaned through clench teeth as he emptied himself inside her wet, tight flesh.

Not long after, he collapsed on top of her, panting for breath.

The intensity of their passion-filled love left them both gasping for air. They laid motionless for several minutes as they regained their composure and senses.

Rihannan could feel her eyes slowly closing as she was lulled to sleep. She’d always faint to sleep each time they did their deeds.

Igor’s semi-hard shaft was still inside her. He did not pull out for he wanted to feel her tight insides more.

Meanwhile, he changed position so she would be on top of him.

Rihannan was half asleep. He laid her face on his ch*st soaked with sweat.

“Haa…” Igor let out a long sigh, grabbing a blanket and covering her body while his mind was filled with complicated thoughts.

He wondered how Mrs. Cessley would react finding out he had slept with his wife after pulling her out of the water. He’s sure she’d reprimand him hard while looking at him like he was an animal.

Igor smiled bitterly at his extremely small patience. But still, he was satisfied to be with the warmth of the woman sleeping in his arms. He stroked her silver hair and closed his eyes.

Right now, the only thing in the world that mattered to him was her existence and that she was by his side.