Chapter 307
Clementine:
His hand grazed my thigh, reaching up to my sensitive zone as he deepened the kiss.
My hips squeezed, moving up and down, rubbing against his crotch.
The warmth between us made me wet.
He unzipped my pants and pulled them down as I stuck my tongue down his throat.
I leaned back as he held me, putting pressure on my body.
My hand shifted to the ground behind me, pushing my body up, while the other ran through his hair.
My lips moved sideways, sucking on his like a hungry beast.
His arm wrapped around my back as his fingers grazed my tight vagina, eliciting little whimpers from me.
His fingers aggressively teased, parting my pussy lips and caressing my sensitive area.
He focused on my clit, applying gentle pressure and creating a pleasurable sensation.
I couldn’t help but moan softly, breaking our kiss as my body responded to his touch.
My back arched, my neck arched back, and my breasts rose with each movement.
His fingers continued their expert movements, circling my clit with precision.
Then, he inserted his middle finger deep inside me, causing me to gasp and look up at the cloudy sky as a raindrop landed on my face.
He thrust his finger in and out, hitting all the right spots and sending waves of ecstasy through me.
As he fingered me with increasing intensity, I lay back on the grass, my hands clutching the blades tightly.
I bit my lip, feeling the rain adding to the sensual experience.
The rain also helped to lubricate his fingers, allowing him to smoothly add another finger.
His lips trailed down my back, relaxing me further as I ran my hands through his hair and scratched his back.
I pulled him closer, moaning in the pleasure of his touch.
He sucked on my neck before withdrawing his fingers.
His hands moved to my breasts, massaging them through my uniform.
He decided to remove the barrier, stripping off my uniform and leaving me completely exposed on the rain-soaked ground.
I looked around and saw only trees, no cameras or prying eyes.
The ringleaders could go suck a dick or watch us, I no longer cared.
His lips sucked and pulled on my tits, his tongue running around my areolas.
As he took off his pants, he sucked the rain from my nipples, making smooching noises.
His knee kept rubbing against my vagina, deliberately driving me crazy.
He kissed my lips again and positioned his body between my legs.
I felt his thick cock head touch my vagina, and an urge to suck and play with his dick coursed through my veins.
Maybe some other time.
My pussy was too hungry to let his cock go.
I was so wet down there, and not just from the rain.
Ian stared into my eyes, silently asking me to steady my breath, and rubbed his cock’s head over my vagina.
“I’m —sorry,” I whispered as we deepened our eye contact.
“Shhhh! Nothing —was your f—ault,” he whispered onto my lips, planting gentle kisses on my mouth.
“I shouldn’t have slept with the others—,” I managed to utter through heavy breaths and loud moans.
“You thought you saw me—,” he uttered, his tongue brushing against my lips.
As his cock began to enter my pussy, I closed my eyes to savor the pleasure.
“My mate!” Ian’s sexy voice made me open my eyes, and he gently pushed his cock inside me.
The head barely entered, causing me pain as if it were my first time.
More than ever, I craved to touch and hold his cock now.
He pushed it further in, leaving kisses on my lips, chin, cheeks, and forehead.
Finally, the entire head went in, and my pussy flinched.
“Ah!” a moan escaped my lips as he groaned.
My pussy squeezed tightly around his shaft, causing resistance.
I moaned harder as he shoved his dick in and out of me.
Every thrust was filled with love and passion.
My insides burned as his dick rubbed against my inner walls.
Our naked bodies pressed tightly together, his cock sliding in and out of me, leaving my pussy craving more.
Ian pressed his lips against mine, his tongue battling with mine as his thrusts intensified. Breaking the kiss, we breathed into each other’s mouths, our foreheads touching as he fucked me hard and rough.
His hands pinned my wrists above my head as he increased the pace even more.
“Ah fuck, Ian!” Every time I said his name through moans, I watched a smile cover his lips.
After hours of passionate thrusts, he finally began to slow down and groan.
“Ahhhh!” he grunted as he pulled out and released it over my stomach.
We both breathed heavily, trying to catch our breath as the air filled with the scent of sex.
“I need to find a place where we can shower,” he whispered with a satisfied smile on his face.
I was equally satisfied. I had no idea that having sex with him would be so fulfilling.
“Accept me!” I urged, watching his eyes light up with happiness.
“Are you sure?” he asked in shock and bewilderment.
“I know what I want and who I want, Ian. I am sure,” I answered truthfully, causing him to smile ear to ear.
“Not like this. Someone as special as you deserves a special evening for acceptance,” he said, cupping my face in his hands and kissing me passionately.
“I will make you mine in front of everyone, and I’ll see how anyone can steal you from me ever again,” he whispered, continuing to kiss me.
Every moment with him felt special. He found a place for us to shower, and as the water ran, I began to feel sleepy.
I had been restless for so many days that finally being in Ian’s arms felt like the most comforting thing I had ever experienced.
I dozed off, not caring about the monsters in the north anymore, because Ian, my savior, my hero, was right beside me.