My CEO Boss Is A Masked Internet Sensation-Chapter 29: The Second One

(Arata)

(NSFW Content Ahead)

Another throaty laugh fell through his lips at my answer. But this one was darker, like the mist of night and it draped me in its chilling embrace. A promise that he would explore that darkness within me. The darkness that shrouded and consumed me at times. The one that never made me satisfied with Andy although I loved him.

I always knew I wasn’t like mom. She was the epitome of innocence while I carried these morbid thoughts I tried to keep buried deep within. I was more like Baba, although he never spoke about it but I knew his disturbing and heartbreaking history.

Twisted Rider suddenly turned me and had me flush against his hard body. His hand slowly slid down my body, feeling every ridge, every dip of it until it crawled inside my panties again.

My breathing hitched for a second when his other hand grabbed my neck and held me to him while his feet landed between mine and forcefully opened them wider.

His fingers toyed with my bundle of nerves while the sudden invasion of his middle finger made my knees buckle and he had to steady me.

"Hawww!" I couldn’t help but whimper out.

"Just feel, let loose and enjoy this journey with me." His warm breath was on my earlobe,

The metal studs on his gloved finger slid inside my soft flesh and rubbed so teasingly against my clenching walls. A rhythm he developed, where he would enter his digit in a blinding rush and then remove it ever so slowly, making my breathing accelerate and my heart ferociously pound with anticipation of when he would do it again.

"Ride my finger and I might give you another one," his intoxicating musings blazed me. My body seemed to have been set on fire of pure raw pleasures.

His other hand unhooked my bralette, and I was sure it flew away in an unknown direction; I would have to look for it later. My breasts spilt out, sending a shudder running through me like electric sparks.

A slow gasp escaped his mouth as he grabbed my left breast, squeezing it like a lemon, until his fingers closed around my nipple. He tugged and pinched, eliciting pleasurable moans from my mouth.

"Haaaa!"

I threw my head on his shoulder and arched my back, trying to thrust more of my flesh into his rough artistic hand.

"Do you have any idea how soft your nipples are?" He growled, his voice heavy with lust. His breath made my skin coat over with goosebumps.

He tweaked my nipple again, matching the rhythm of his finger that was sliding in and out of me, making small squelching sounds.

"Just hear how wet you are," He teased before his greedy hot mouth slid over my shoulder and plopped my right nipple into it.

The overload of sensations made my body writhe like a snake, and I almost lost my balance on those high heels, but he didn’t let me fall. Pressing me into himself he slowly bit into the soft flesh of my nipple as his finger picked up the pace. His hand massaged my soft breast, rough and smooth, providing me with overwhelming sensations.

"Let go, I got you." These were the very words I needed to hear as the tsunami of deep, raw pleasure coursed through me and pushed itself through my tightened core.

Every inch of his hardness, I could feel pressing into my back as a slow scream left my lips. Shaking, I totally collapsed into his tight hold as I found my release for the second time.

He let go of my breasts and slid his hand out of my panties. His hands found my shaking shoulders and gently turned me around.

I could only imagine what kind of expression he must be wearing for I couldn’t see him. The nail of his thumb rested under my chin, and I tugged my face up.

"Such a compliant girl you are. Time for a reward and then we move to number three," he breathed out in a voice bordering on lust and darkness. I shuddered uncontrollably.

"Stay still, I am going to let you go for a few minutes." I nodded as his warm hands left me and so did the assurance. Although the room was warm, a certain kind of chill ran through me as I stood up. I wrapped my arms around myself and heard scraping of clothes.

A hard gulp of saliva I swallowed.

Was he undressing himself?

Was he washing his hands?

Was he observing me in this vulnerable state?

My expressions must have alerted him, and he was definitely watching me, for he instantly spoke.

"You are safe." Once again, his warm hands were on my shoulders, but this time, there were no gloves. I could feel the coarse skin of his palms on my bare waist.

"Are you cold?" He must have felt the shiver that ran through me.

"A little," I truthfully answered, closing my legs, the slick was coating my inner thighs. freёnovelkiss.com

He rubbed his calloused hands on my waist and teasingly whispered.

"Let’s warm you up." His hands left me for a fraction of a second.

Grabbing my panties he pulled them down. Heat rose into my face as I silently stepped out of them. He left my heels on. Grabbing me again, he effortlessly lifted me.

"Oh!" A surprise squeak left me as my arms flailed and found his neck while my legs went around his naked waist. He had removed his clothes. I tightly held on to the ruggedness.

His mouth came crashing down on me again, and this time, it was darkly sweet. Something liquidy, warm and creamy, he pushed inside my mouth and it melted.

Chocolate, he had crammed his and mine mouth with the sweet goodness.

I was lost in the flavours that his mouth offered when I landed on my back. Softness welcomed me as the mysterious man climbed over me. Removing my arms from around his shoulder he shackled them above my head and pushed more of that melted chocolate into my mouth.

And then I felt it, the thick hard rod as it brushed past my leaking core.

I thrashed, and he collapsed over my body, burying me underneath his muscular frame, and a frustrated sigh of relief left me.

That felt good, extremely good, mind fuckingly good.

The man knew how to provide pleasure and I was all in for it.

"Hey, Phoenix, I am going to tie your hands so don’t panic."