I'll Teach You, Marianne.

Anne held her breath when Alan's lips began to touch her skin. Her chest suddenly felt tight because she was having trouble breathing when she felt Alan started to act. All of her hair stood on ends as Alan's hot breath hit her body.

"Relax, I don't want to hurt your body again," Alan whispered softly without lifting his lips from above Anne's chest.

Anne didn't respond to Alan's words. She was trying hard to be aware so that the embarrassing things in Oslo wouldn't happen again tonight. However, Alan, who was already skillful, couldn't let Anne focused. He slowly moved his palm to Anne's lower body, parting the pajamas that still covered Anne's lower body. After successfully making the pajamas open, Alan then groped Anne's thighs with sensual movements that made Anne squirm.

"Don't rebel, enjoy my game," said Alan again in a hoarse voice without stopping the activity of his hands which were touching every inch of Anne's body.

Alan touched Anne's thighs up towards her flat stomach through Anne's feminine area which was still covered by a thin sheet. The movement of Alan's fingers really made Anne tormented, especially when the man started rubbing Anne's lower belly and around the navel, it was so ticklish and excruciating for Anne, who had never done anything like that before with anyone. Anne's entire face was now flushed red from holding back the excitement that Alan had forced to come. Seeing Anne still not reacting made Alan even more challenged. He slowly moved his hand up and squeezed Anne's chest which was still very tight and supple, moving it very sensually and seductively, trying to make Anne react. Although there was still a bra that protected her breasts, but because the bra was too thin, Anne could still feel how strong Alan's fingers were dancing in that area.

Anne finally groaned when Alan pinched the top of her chest which had hardened from the touches Alan made. It turned out that what Alan did was right. Anne began to lose control of herself as the top of her beautiful bulging breasts were teased.

"S-stopp Alan.." Anne sighed unconsciously, her hands, which had been released by Alan after previously being locked above her head, had now squeezed the sheets firmly so that at the moment, the condition of the bed that was previously neat was in a mess, as Anne had pulled the sheets firmly.

Alan raised his face to look at Anne who was exhausted. "I haven't even started yet, honey, should I stop?"

Anne did not respond to Alan's words, because even though Alan was currently talking to her, his hands were still touching her body, tracing every inch of Anne's tantalizing body.

"Alan! Argh ...!"

Anne gasped as Alan's fingers began to work their way into her panties, groping the area in a sensual motion. Although Alan's fingers only felt on the outside but Anne had reacted. She couldn't deny that Alan's game was softer this time than the previous one at the Oslo hotel. However, because of that, Anne was even more tormented, because she didn't want Alan to stay in that area any longer. She then moved her body up, trying to free herself from Alan. Because Alan wasn't on top of Anne's body, the move that Anne had just done worked. She was able to free her body from all of Alan's touches. Seeing Anne tried to reject him, Alan became annoyed. He roughly grabbed Anne's waist and pulled her back forcibly, so that Anne was back in her original position.

"Don't do it again, Anne, you can't get away from me tonight. So just enjoy my game," he growled, threatening Anne who was exhausted.

Because he didn't want Anne to run away again, Alan then took off his warm clothes over his head and threw them carelessly on the floor. After that, he quickly took off his pants and left only his underwear, which looked very narrow because the groin had hardened. Anne did not want to look at Alan. She closed her eyes forcibly so as not to see what Alan did. But Alan, who didn't like Anne's actions, then crawled onto her body and stopped right in front of Anne's face, which had her eyes closed tightly.

"Open your eyes. I don't like making love with a woman who doesn't look me in the face," Alan said coldly right in Anne's reddened ear.

Anne did not immediately carry out Alan's orders. She still did not want to look at the evil monster that had now taken over her body again. She did not want to look at the man who had brutally snatched her chastity.

"Stubborn girl. Okay, I will punish you, dear," Alan muttered softly.

It didn't take long for Alan to prove his point. In one fell swoop, he managed to forcibly remove the thin and sexy bra that covered Anne's breasts and made her incredibly beautiful chest exposed perfectly without any covering. Without warning, Alan immediately devoured one of her breasts and made her scream loudly when Alan greedily sucked it firmly in his mouth. She groaned loudly because of the pain and pleasure that Alan gave her. Her grip became even stronger which made the sheets even messier and Alan smiled seeing that. Because Anne still closed her eyes, Alan then used his hand to squeeze Anne's other breast, making Anne squirm, moving her head right and left to hold back the pleasure that Alan forced on her.

"A-Alann..."

"Hmmm...?"

"I ah...! Stop...!"

Alan glanced at Anne's face which was already covered in sweat, even though it was very cold outside. Her whole face turned red and made her even more beautiful, because Anne started to open her eyes. Alan then stopped sucking on her breast. With his mouth still wet from his previous activity, he then crushed Anne's open lips. He put his tongue in Anne's mouth, trying to grab Anne's tongue and suck it back, without letting go of his right hand which was still squeezing Anne's breast. When Anne began to be unable to breathe because of Alan's kiss, she finally let go of her hand from the sheets and grabbed Alan's hair tightly, giving the code to the man that she couldn't breathe. Because he felt Anne's other nails sticking firmly into his skin, Alan broke his kiss on Anne.

"Look at me. I don't like making love with a woman who closes her eyes. I want you to look me the next time we're together," Alan whispered softly.

Anne did not respond to Alan's words, as she was still trying to get a lot of oxygen into her lungs which felt dry from Alan's kiss. Alan began to move. He continued his activities. He slowly moved down and stopped when he reached Anne's feet. He then grabbed the g-string strap that was attached to Anne's waist. In one tug, he managed to remove the piece of cloth from his favorite area. This time Anne was naked without a single thread covering her body.

Even though his lust was bubbling up, Alan didn't want to go straight to the point. He still wanted to give pleasure to Anne, who didn't know anything yet. He grabbed her thighs and opened them wide so that his eyes could immediately feast on Anne's honey pot which was still very tempting, even though he had managed to penetrate her before, but its shape was still so tight and perfectly beautiful, unlike other women he had slept with. To relieve tension Alan groped the skin of Anne's inner thighs and touched the area protected by the finely manicured hairs. Without disgust, Alan stuck his tongue out to lick her honey pot.

"Arrgghhh Alan!!!" Anne screamed loudly, her whole body stiffening.

To be continued