Although I was a little upset that Rufus doubted my determination to be with him, my anger dissipated as soon as I saw the dejected look on his face. He doubted my love for him, so I had to prove that he meant the world to me.
Now that I had confirmed my love, I didn’t want to let him go.
I stood up and took off my shirt and stood topless in front of him. His eyes widened in shock. I bent over and cupped his cheeks. “I love you, Rufus.”
Rufus was taken aback. I saw him blush for the first time – he looked adorable. “Rufus, never doubt my love for you,” I said, kissing the tip of his nose.
Rufus sprang to his feet, and his head hit my chin. I stepped back and looked at him.
“What are you doing, Sylvia?” he asked, frowning in confusion.
“Can’t you see what I’m doing?” A blush flamed my cheeks. I was too shy to admit that I wanted to make love to him. I was a woman, after all.
Rufus averted his gaze and nervously looked around. His jaw tightened as he pursed his lips. It looked like he didn’t know what to do either.
I summoned the courage and stepped forward.
But he picked up my clothes and covered my upper body. “Put on your clothes, Sylvia. It’s cold.”
“I’m not cold.” I threw my clothes aside and pinned him on the sofa. “Look at me, Rufus.”
He closed his eyes without saying a word. I could see his face beam even with his eyes closed.
I was so pissed off that I tore open his shirt, leaned forward, and kissed his Adam’s apple. I could feel his body tremble under my weight. I smirked triumphantly as I could see his self-control crumble. I knew he wouldn’t be able to resist for too long.
I continued to kiss him, biting his delicate collarbone.
Finally, I was tired of the little kisses, so I sat on his abdomen. An involuntary moan escaped my lips as I marveled at every cut and fold of his muscles. I trailed my fingers across chiseled abs, peppering little kisses to break his defenses.
“Are you scared to look at me, Rufus?” I pressed my breasts against his chest and kissed the corner of his mouth.
Rufus’ eyes fluttered open. My heart took a sprint in my chest when I saw the desire burning in them. Before I could react, he turned over and pinned me under him.
“I hope you don’t regret it.” His voice was thick with lust. It looked like his restraint had reached its pinnacle. He was as turned on as I was.
I pressed my lips against his and almost bit him. “We are mates now. Why are you still hesitating? Or are you impotent?”
“You’ll pay for this!”
With that, Rufus sealed my mouth in a hot, scorching kiss, seizing my breath as his hands explored my body.
His every kiss was animalistic, almost as if he had been controlling himself for way too long. I was frightened and wanted to retreat. However, Rufus didn’t give me a chance. He trapped me under his body, parted my legs, and wrapped them around his waist.
My body turned hot as our naked bodies rubbed together. We had nothing on but our underwear. A ripple of pleasure coursed through my body as he cupped my breast and rubbed his crotch against my pussy. His scorching body seemed to melt me.
He slowly licked my ear, making me shiver. I became wet in an instant. His tongue slid downward, sweeping across my neck and chest, leaving a moist trail on its wake. My head began to spin as I reached new peaks of pleasure.
I moaned and fisted his hair as my insides quivered. I wanted him so bad.
Rufus muffled my loud moans as he crashed his lips against mine.
His one hand grasped my panties and slid them down before trailing upward and exploring every pleasure fold of my sex.
Sylvia’s POV
My body quivered as I grew wet. I subconsciously twisted my body. “Rufus, I feel uncomfortable.”
“I know. You’ll be fine soon.”
Rufus kissed my forehead. Then, he slowly stood up and pulled off his underwear as his purple penis popped out. I gasped in shock at its astonishing size. I wondered how it would enter me.
“How… how about some other day?” A blush flamed my cheeks; I couldn’t look into his eyes.
Rufus bent over and kissed me without answering my question. “Someone asked if I was impotent.”
He pressed his penis between my legs and rubbed it against my pussy in a slow teasing way. The frenzied passion drove me insane. I grasped Rufus’ arms in silent invitation.
Rufus wrapped my legs around his waist and entered me in one swift motion. But just as the head of his cock penetrated me, I broke into a cold sweat as the searing pain was almost unbearable. I bit his shoulder, trying to relieve the pain.
Rufus looked at me worriedly. “Are you okay, Sylvia?”
“No… nothing. I’m fine. Go on.” I grabbed his waist and nestled my face in the crook of his neck.
Rufus pulled back and kissed my lips before thrusting his penis into my vagina, careful not to hurt me until he was fully inside.
A wave of pleasure consumed me. My wet pussy clasped his hard penis. The tearing pain made me groan, yet it was pleasurable. Rufus cupped my cheek and kissed the corner of my mouth to comfort me.
After a while, the pain dissipated as I felt pure bliss. I grasped his taut bum and looked at him. The desire I saw in his eyes matched mine.
“Can I?” Rufus whispered in my ear. I could hear the desperation in his voice. It looked like he had been trying hard to restrain himself.
I bit my lip and nodded. An ecstatic smile slipped on Rufus’ face. He straightened his waist and began to thrust inside, building a steady rhythm. I subconsciously arched my waist, inviting him to go deeper.
The pleasure intensified with every thrust. Knowing that I was enjoying it, Rufus began to exert more strength and thrust harder.
My body convulsed with passion. It felt as if he were extracting my soul from my body.
Rufus grasped my hips and thrust me harder. I wrapped my arms around his neck and arched my back as I wanted him to go deeper and explore new realms of pleasure. Our muffled moans and thumping of flesh against each other reverberating across the room aroused me even more. I squeezed my eyes shut as a wave of orgasm hit me with full force.
After a few hundred thrusts, Rufus withdrew his penis. I whimpered with disappointment because I wanted more. However, before I could say anything, he turned me over, grabbed my waist, and rammed his penis into my wet pussy again.
My thighs began to convulse as he moaned my name. He grabbed my buttocks and thrust harder and faster this time.
“No…” I buried my face in the pillow, letting him continue his pleasurable assaults.
My legs grew numb. I twisted my hip and looked at him. “No. That’s enough.”
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