Rufus quickly divested me of the rest of my clothes, exposing my bare skin to the slightly chilly air, which made me break out into goose bumps.
He pushed my thighs apart and settled on top of my body. I could feel something big resting against my belly.
I instinctively began rubbing against it, and I could feel the wetness from my pussy soak the bed sheet.
Rufus’ breathing was uneven. He sucked on my collarbone and began moving downwards. His wolf ears were still straight, and except for his collar looking a little unkempt, the rest of his military uniform was still crisp and neat.
I pouted and tried to take off his clothes, but he grabbed my wrists and put my hands over my head.
His possessive eyes swept over my body slowly, as if appreciating a treasure.
I didn’t dare meet his burning gaze. Biting my lower lip, I closed my eyes. This sensation of being on display filled me with equal parts of shame and arousal.
He kneaded my breasts roughly with his big hand. I groaned, “Rufus, be gentle.”
He gasped and kissed me hard. Then, the sound of a belt being unbuckled hit my ears.
I opened my eyes partly. My head was spinning as if I was drunk.
A few seconds later, something hot touched the entrance of my pussy. It was the tip of his huge penis.
I raised my hips and involuntarily rubbed the head, trying to better feel his warmth. The tip of his penis was soon coated with my arousal, ready to enter me. Rufus rubbed his dick against my entrance gently, but it did nothing to relieve the throbbing desire in my body.
“Give me already…” I twisted my hips and muttered with a sob.
Rufus rubbed his dick against me twice more and finally made a move. It looked like he could no longer restrain himself. His entire length entered me in one smooth stroke, filling the emptiness within me.
Then he leaned over me and covered my slightly parted lips with his mouth, and started thrusting hard.
It had started raining outside, making the temperature drop, but it was still hot in the room. The sounds of bodies smacking into each other mixed with the sound of falling rain resonated continuously through the room.
Under Rufus’ hard body, I enjoyed the pleasure as much as I could. The waves of unbearable pleasure made my soul tremble.
Sylvia’s POV
Rufus and I made love until we were exhausted and out of breath. It was past midnight already, so Rufus scooped me into his arms and carried me out of the bathroom.
I leaned against his chest and ran my fingers down the strong muscles on his chest, feeling inexplicably satisfied.
Rufus gently laid me on the bed and then lay down next to me. We snuggled underneath the blanket.
I scooted over to him and he wrapped his arms around me. I lowered my head and pressed my palm against his hard abs.
Amused by this, Rufus chuckled and asked in a low voice, “Do you want to go again?”
“No!” I looked up at him playfully and pinched his waist.
The part I pinched seemed to be a sensitive spot for Rufus. He instantly froze and his eyes took on a dangerous light.
I quickly withdrew my hand and didn’t dare to tease him anymore. “It was an accident.”
Rufus snorted and pinched my cheek. “If you don’t behave yourself, I’ll make sure you won’t be able to get out of bed tomorrow.”
I stuck my tongue out at him in response. Of course I wouldn’t behave myself. We both fell silent. But I couldn’t fall asleep, so I decided to tease Rufus again.
When I looked up at him, I found that he had closed his eyes already. His brows were relaxed, although his lips were slightly pursed. His delicate features were like a masterpiece of God.
I stretched out my finger and gently stroked his face. The finger ran all the way down to his sexy Adam’s apple.
“Are you asleep?” I murmured.
At first, Rufus didn’t respond, as if he was really asleep.
I gnawed my lower lip and looked him up and down for a while. Finally, I tried blowing gently on his face.
To my disappointment, Rufus still didn’t move a muscle. His breathing was steady, so I figured he had really fallen asleep.
I gave up pestering him and leaned over to give him a good night kiss.
However, as soon as my lips touched Rufus’, his eyes suddenly popped open. In one swift movement, he pushed me onto the bed and got on top of me, kissing me passionately.
As he pressed me against the bed, I could feel his penis getting harder and harder.
“No, no! I’m sorry. I don’t want another round…” I begged him for mercy with a helpless smile.
Rufus pulled away for a split second to lock eyes with me, as though to say he wasn’t going to stop. Sure enough, he lowered his head and started kissing me again.
Rufus didn’t stop until I pushed his head away and tickled his sensitive spot.
While we were horsing around, I accidentally touched a small bulge on the back of Rufus’ waist. It felt a little strange, so I touched it again.
“Sylvia.” Rufus called my name in a restrained voice. “If you keep doing this, you might cry later…”
“Wait. I just touched something weird. Let me have a look at your back,” I said, gesturing for him to turn around.
Rufus shrugged but obeyed. He turned around. There was a small mole on the back of his waist.
“When did you get this?” I touched the mole gently and frowned. It wasn’t there a few days ago.
Rufus rested his chin on his arm and yawned lazily. “No idea. It was always there.”
“No way. I’ve touched every inch of your body. This mole wasn’t there before,” I said firmly.
Rufus was amused by me. He smiled and scooped me on top of him, making me straddle his waist. “You’re a bully.”
I stuck out my lower lip. “I’m just telling the truth. You’re mine, after all.”
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