Chapter 8 - He Was a Witch, He Has Seduced Her

"What was that?" She gasped.

He chuckled, "That Kitten, was only the beginning."

Her mouth dropped in shock, he wanted her now. But he has to be sure that she wants this, after all, v.i.r.g.i.n.i.t.y was something precious to women and the fact that she didn't even give it to her ex proves that.

"Would you like to continue Kitten?" He asked in a dangerously soft voice.

He was warning her now because he didn't want her to regret it after they were done.

Yes, as a matter of fact, she didn't want to continue but she just can't refuse, not after what she had just experienced. For some perverted reason, she wanted more. She hoped he couldn't tell that she was afraid. No, a little wary. No, she was definitely afraid.

"Yes, Mu Chang, I want to continue."

It took all her willpower to hold still and act like she wasn't afraid, the last thing she wanted was to shake like a leaf and ruin her newfound courage.

"You sure?" she wanted him so bad but a pang of fear quickened her pulse. What if she s.u.c.k.e.d at this?

"More than anything." She licked her lips.

"Relax," he said in a soothing voice as if he read her mind, and covered her with his body. He reached behind her, unfastening her bra and tossing it aside. Now she was totally n.a.k.e.d, spread beneath him, it was the most beautiful thing he has ever seen.

He removed his black shirt and crawled back up her body as he claimed her lips in a searing kiss.

She couldn't resist reaching out to trail her fingers along his muscular arms. His body looked as if it were chiseled from stone. Her fingers continued their exploration across his c.h.e.s.t down to his stomach.

She looked up in surprise when he grabbed her hand. Turning it over, he kissed the inside of her wrist before pressing a kiss to her palm. Her pupils dilated in response to his kiss. She wondered how something so small could fill her with such intensity.

She never felt like this with her ex, that's why she never slept with him. She thought he was lacking something and marriage could fix that, how naive.

That v.i.r.g.i.n bride was just something she made up.

Finding her lips, he kissed them gently nibbling at her lower lip, which caused her to gasp in surprise. She soon found herself kissing her back, their tongues dancing together twisting and turning. His hand continued to explore her body, tracing light circles across her skin.

Cupping her b.r.e.a.s.t, he rubbed her n.i.p.p.l.e with his thumb, which quickly had Ru Shi panting, as she arched her back, pressing her b.r.e.a.s.t to his hand.

Sliding his hand down her body, he grabbed her hip as he pulled her toward him. Lifting her leg, he slid it over his hip as she rubbed her foot up and down the back of his t.h.i.g.h.

Placing his hand on her mound, she m.o.a.n.e.d as the heat from his hand created bursts of p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e deep inside, which spread throughout her body. He slid one finger up and down her c.l.i.t before it slipped easily inside.

He g.r.o.a.n.e.d when he felt her wetness, she was ready for him.

Taking her hand, he guided it to his erection, as he showed her how to stroke it. Curiosity gave her courage, as she continued to glide her hand up and down.

He m.o.a.n.e.d, as ecstasy slip through his lips.

He stopped her as he parted her legs, the tip of his length pressed against her, and she parted her legs further to welcome him into her.

"Am I hurting you?" he asked when he pushed into her breach.

"No...not really," of course, he was hurting her but there was no way she would tell him, fearing he would stop.

When he thrusts his c.o.c.k, she felt it 'pain!' His c.o.c.k was airtight inside her. Her slick walls needed a moment or two to stretch for him. He kissed her again.

"You feel so good," he g.r.o.a.n.e.d in p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e and she kept her eyes on him, desperately trying not to close them.

She was trying to get used to the feeling of him inside her. It was so different but good.

Just when she thought she was okay with her body feeling so full, he pushed all of it in and she couldn't stop the scream that ripped out of her.

"Aaah....!!!!" Pain... He was massive! He leaned into her, kissing away the tears that she couldn't help, but not cry out before she caught a glimpse of the immense satisfaction on his face.

She tried to move away from him, but he held her still. "Shhh, baby. Give it a second. It will feel good, I promise. I will give you satisfaction." How was this supposed to feel good? She had to tell him what she was thinking.

"You're too big. We don't fit." He licked away one of her tears and chuckled. She could feel his smile against her face. "We were made to fit, Kitten."

She s.u.c.k.e.d in her breath at those words. And before she could respond he kissed her softly, like she was the most precious thing in the world to him, her fingers moved over his warm skin and she kissed him back just as tenderly.

"You're so exquisite. Your skin is like silk. Your body is perfect. And it's all mine," he whispered against her mouth before kissing her again, his tongue swept into her mouth.

She felt the now-familiar heat moved through her body. The thought of being all his, the feel of him, it all started to make her body sing again. The liquid fire raced through her.

He was a witch. He seduced her with one look; one touch and she was lost. His hand moved in between their bodies, where they were joined together, and she felt such intense gratification from this touch that she instinctively lifted herself to him and moved them slowly, with him deep inside, letting her find her way.

Then she forgot time, space, who she was, and she just . . . felt. It was all, the encouragement he needed before he grabbed her h.i.p.s, took control, and started to move in deeper, slowly, then out.

The sensation was so, so incredible, she couldn't think. He moved in again and she met him. 'Oh my Gosh!!!' She never wanted him to stop.

She wrapped her legs around his waist and held him tightly as she tried to take more of him inside. Was it possible? He moved faster, burying his face in her neck, kissing her, l.i.c.k.i.n.g her.

M.o.a.ning in p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e. She held on to his shoulders, his sinewy arms, and then she felt the build towards climax start again. His fingers gripped her a.s.s as he pounded into her harder and harder. Oh ..my ..Gosh... It felt so good.

"Come for me again, Kitten." And as if her body was made to obey him, the whirlwind of bliss began again. He trusted in harder and she met him, wanting to reach the elation he wanted to give her.

She was berserk with d.e.s.i.r.e as she pulled him in deeper, the wave of satisfaction came for her so hard and fast that she thought she would die from the exquisite feeling.

And this time, she screamed out his name " Mu...!! Chang...!!", as the elation rocked through her body.

He found his release at that moment, his eyes on her, then buried his head against her neck as he came inside her, thrusting in and out, prolonging her release, filling her with ecstasy.

The last coherent thought she had before falling asleep was that she couldn't wait to do it again.