The Curse Of Rejection

XIMUN

Of course, it was stupid of him to ruin a perfectly good moment with his question. He deserved to be beat up for doing that. But when the sudden presence of her father further dampened Aysu’s mood and devastated her, Ximun ached so much.

And to cure that, a kiss was all he could think of. So, as he captured her lips with immense desire, he resolved that he would rebuild the earlier discarded intimacy till it led both of them to a release they would not be able to hold back.

So, his hands cupped her waist and he invited her to press against his body until there was no space left between them anymore.

Aysu, on her own part, showed eagerness for that moment. So that encouraged Ximun to take things up a notch.

Effortlessly, he lifted her legs and made her straddle him. Now, she was holding his face from that elevated angle and intensifying their heated kiss that was about to become something more. From there, Ximun moved, his legs walking them to their new chamber which they ignored earlier. As they moved, Ximun’s hands found a way to tackle the curtain that shielded her body from straying eyes. His hands settled on the smoothness of her skin and he toured every inch in a way that made her lean closer to him as though their bodies weren’t close enough. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Then, she broke the kiss and did nothing but stare into his eyes while her touch simply warmed his face in a way that made him feel loved.

“What is it?” Ximun asked, his voice almost croaky.

“Nothing.” The smile she tried to hide slipped and that gave him a fuller view of her smiling face. That beauty mesmerised him and he spent seconds observing and drowning in that moment. “Now, you are staring.”

“Meh.” He failed to break his gaze. “You stare at me, I stare at you. Potato potatho.”

Aysu adjusted the way she held his face. “I guess we are nothing but starers.”

“Oh,” his lips puckered, “we are definitely more than starers.” They had finally reached their new room and without pausing, his right foot kicked one of the doors open.

“Really?”

“We are lovers, fighters. We are the best pair there could ever be.”

“I think it’s too early to say that,” Aysu replied. “You shouldn’t sound so cocky when we’ve barely spent three months together.”

Ximun’s legs found the end of their bed without haste. “I don’t think time and its constraint matter when we now have each other and only each other.”

Aysu’s grand smile returned and Ximun’s heart warmed some more. “I guess you are right about that.”

“If you still have doubts,” he carefully settled her on the bed, “I can clear them for you.”

Aysu didn’t bother with covering the part of her body that was exposed when he laid her down. She quickly hooked Ximun’s neck. With that contact, she pulled him to her lips and he responded without holding back. And soon, his lips were trailing other places. He started from the base of her chin and with that pace, he went to the entirety of her neck, planting kisses randomly, yet in the most igniting way.

Aysu, who closed her eyes to fully enjoy that moment, held the back of Ximun’s head and gently caressed his hair as though encouraging him to do more and more.

Ximun was encouraged. Very encouraged. The way she gently scratched the back of his head made his entire body want more out of that moment so he quickly transferred his many kisses to her breasts. At the same time, his right hand stretched to reach the thickness of her lap.

So, as his lips kissed and as his tongue swirled over her nipple, his fingers pressed into the softness of her thigh till his touch led to strokes of affection that was going to inevitably lead to her vulva which had been tempting him ever since they took off their clothes.

“Ximun,” Aysu moaned his name loudly when her almost silent pleasure cries could no longer capture how well his repeated actions made her feel. “More. More, please,” she begged and her back slightly arched to aid the way he played with her thighs.

Ximun, mouthful with her left nipple, smirked in growing satisfaction and without much ado, he decided to top his simple actions with the best contact they could ever have. So, he withdrew all touches and with a knowing smile embedded in his eyes, he got rid of the massive material which was barely covering his nakedness.

Then, his eyes deep into hers, he repeated a phrase from earlier.

“Spread your legs for me, Aysu.”

Aysu did as asked and Ximun helped her further while he secured his position in the middle of her heat. He took her legs and wrapped them around his waist and soon, the way the caress of his erection teased her was all Aysu could feel.

Following that pace and the way her mildly sleek entrance invited him, Ximun gently slid in and though he didn’t go in fully, the effect of that contact was so strong that they both moaned while Aysu closed her eyes and gripped his back for more support.

“Aysu,” Ximun groaned. He didn’t wish to move yet, he felt that he wasn’t ready for the explosive connection that moment was bound to bring.

“Yeah?” Her eyes were still closed.

“Look into my eyes when I make love to you.”

“Oh,” came her soft response. She bit into her lip in the cutest way possible and soon, her eyes flung open.

“Good. Always look at me,” Ximun lowered his head and planted a kiss on the side of her mouth, “and no one else.”

From there, he slid in further, his subtle movement enough to cause Aysu to gasp very loudly while her back arched even more.

Then, to make sure she felt the utmost pleasure, one of the hands he used to hold himself above her found her waist. He pulled her abdomen closer to his and from there, he stroked her insides with an angle that he was so sure would have her screaming his name.

And she did scream his name, a lot of times. Because as his strokes, slow yet impactful, moved in and out of her, her insides gripped him without mercy and that prompted him to respond in a way that dissolved her attempt to interrupt the flow he was trying to introduce into her system.

So, while his name filled her lips, he maintained his pace in a way that notified her that she truly was his and he was hers.

Soon, with muffled screams from her and groans from him, their contact in and out produced a force that caused a release that made both of them shiver till they couldn’t anymore.