Chapter 8 Price for Virginity (2)

• He gulped hard. He put his face on my chest as he uttered, “Oh, Ann.” Then he gave me kisses on my heaving chest and stomach. He tightened his grip on my fingers. “Ann. Ann. Ann.”
• “Is that a yes or a no?”
• “Here’s the deal,” he finally said. His eyes meeting mine and his lips just hovering from my own. While the tip of his manhood was still at the entrance of my core. “Never ever repeat the words you said to me to other men.”
• What? What's the connection...
• “You have no idea how badly I want to ravage you since the moment I laid eyes on you. And you… giving me permission to do that…” His eyes darkened a few shades. And for the first time, I felt a chill on my spine. “Just don’t hate me later on.”
• “I won’t.”
• His blue eyes warmed at my words. He dove for a deep and passionate kiss, sending electricity to every inch of my body. Then he jointed his forehead with mine. “Ready?”
• I nodded.
• “Eyes on my all the time, Ann,” he commanded.
• I nodded again.
• He thrust deeper inside me.
• “Ahh…”
• I gripped his fingers tighter with one hand and gripped the sheets below me with the other. The pain was instant. It was fast and striking. It was so so painful.
• “Eyes on me, Ann,” he commanded again.
• Tears gathered on the bottom of my eyes as I kept my gaze on him.
• “Put your legs on my hips.”
• With every strength I have left, I managed to tangle my feet on his hips. All the while I moved, the pain kept on stinging my core.
• “Now your arms on my neck.”
• I did as he told me to. “Breathe, Ann. Breathe.”
• But when I tried to take in air, he moved his hips, pushing his shaft deeper inside of me.
• “Ahhh…” I screamed due to the pain. Tears started to pour out from my eyes again.
• “It’s big, right?” he asked in a light tone, “I did warn you.”
• At that point, I had no energy left to argue. So I nodded. “So big… Daddy…”
• His eyes lit up at the word. He seemed to like it as I felt his manhood growing and becoming harder inside of me. The pain of my insides being stretched was overwhelming.
• I thought he was done pushing. But I was wrong. Alexander thrust deeper inside of me.
• “Haa…” A tear fell off my cheek. “Yours is too long…,” I whimpered.
• “Why thank you,” he said while pushing the rest of his shaft deeper in one single thrust.
• “Ahhh! Shit!” I cried out. Without my realizing, my nails had dug deep into Alexander’s back. It was so painful. I did not realize that my insides would be stretched this much. On top of that, Alexander’s manhood touched a very deep part of me. I might have felt his shaft from my ovaries.
• He stayed still for a while, observing my expression. “I’m fine…”
• Alexander chuckled at my answer and kissed me on the forehead again. “You’re a pretty liar.”
• Then he finally pulled out until I could only feel the tip inside of me. I took a glimpse at his shaft. Blood had colored the front part of his manhood. He looked me straight in the eye before he plunged inside of me again in one thrust.
• “AHHH!” I screamed again. Tears fell on my cheeks more and I had to bit my lower lip to prevent the whimper from escaping from my mouth. It was painful. Very painful.
• But when he rubbed my clit, I felt the pain subsided a little bit. And little by little I felt the ecstasy building up.
• “That’s it, baby girl,” he whispered, “relax yourself.” Alexander groaned before he repeated his motion. This time, he did it slowly. Pulling then plunging deep. All the while, his blue eyes never left my face.
• Soon the wave of ecstasy had washed the pain away from my body. Alexander moved his hips in a rhythm. The way his manhood caressed my insides made me feel drunk in ecstasy. I felt the pleasure building up as I started to moan.
• “That’s it,” he said. He liked my moaning out of pleasure better than my screams of pain.
• “Faster, Lex,” I pleaded.
• “You sure?”
• “Please…” He grounded his hips with a faster rhythm. Each of his thrusts was deep and brought jolts of electricity to my body. The pleasure was building inside of me. Instinctively, I raised my hips higher to meet his and arched my back.
• I was near. So near.
• Seeing my reaction, Alexander started to pump faster.
• “Ha… Ng… shit!” I felt my eyes rolling to the back of my eyes.
• At that point, I did not even try to hide my moans. While my tears still running down my cheeks, my moans were pure from ecstasy.
• Yet just at the edge of my peak, Alexander slowed down his movement.
• “Lex, please,” I pleaded.
• When I saw his grin, I knew he did it deliberately. He wanted to see me beg.
• So, I begged him.
• “Daddy, please…”
• He kissed me on the lips softly as I kept muttering the word ‘Please.’
• “Call me ‘Daddy’ one more time.”
• I started to move my hips as he would not. But he gripped my hips and forced my body to stay still.
• Jerk.
• “Daddy…”
• “Now call me Lex.”
• *What game is he playing? Is this the weird kink he has?*
• “Lex… please…”
• He put a kiss on my forehead. Tenderly, as if rewarding me for… calling his name.
• “I want you to moan my name, baby,” he said, “If you do, I’ll reward you afterward.”
• He started to move again. Slow, but long and deep thrusts at first. But when I finally did as he asked me to…
• “Ha… Lex…”
• …he moved faster. I understood the pattern then.
• “Lex… yes… ah… please!”
• He pumped faster and faster. Finally, the ecstasy was building up again. He sealed my lips as white light flashed under my eyelids. My eyes rolled back as I rode the peak of my ecstasy wave. Lex stayed inside of me for a while, he gave me small kisses on my neck and shoulder.
• My chest was heaving heavily. So was he. But he seemed to be able to calm his breathing much faster than I could. Well, probably because he was more experienced. And because his body was definitely a Greek God body. He probably worked out regularly whereas I, as a poor medical student, could not afford the time to even workout.
• Our intercourse did not stop there. While I was already panting the life out of me after one time, he was not satisfied. The second time, he did it slower. Making sure I enjoyed it and was not in pain anymore. The third time we did it that night, he roughed me up again. But he was still able to make me moan out of pleasure. He came too on the third time.
• I shouldn’t feel shit because it was my first time… but I felt so lame. Because Lex made me come so much that night whilst he only came two times. On the fifth time, my body could not tolerate the exertion and pleasure any more. I fell asleep with Lex’s manhood still inside of me. We just came together –yeah, he came inside of me, and my eyelids shut instantly.
• I could have remembered wrong, but I felt someone gently caressing my hair while I was on the brink of sleep. In the morning, I found out that Lex had also cleaned my thighs and dressed me again in the bathrobe. He put an ointment on my female garden and left a note on the table to drink the anti-pregnancy pill he had set on the same table.
• Yes, when I woke up, Lex was nowhere to be found. And I found that my whole body soared so much that I ended up not leaving the bed for the whole day.
• Just like when I woke up today. But instead of my body, I felt sore on my head. It was my brain who had been fucked rough last night with the three men I hallucinated. The light from the window next to me almost blinded my eyes. It was too bright.
• I peeked into the window.
• Good. No hovering men. They’re gone, I thought.
• The sound of my telephone ringing almost exploded my head. With difficulty, I stood up and tried walking to the wall across from me. My foot slipped on the empty bottle of vodka and I almost fell if I had not grabbed the nearest sofa. I managed to pick up the phone after some time. “Hello?” My voice sounded hoarse.
• “Arianna, this is Marc.”
• “Hi, Marc.” I did not expect a call from Marc, to be honest. Today was supposed to be my break from the clinical study.
• “Are you okay?” he asked because he heard my cracked voice.
• “Yep. Just insomnia,” I lied so fluently, “So, I just woke up. What’s up?”
• “Umm… I’m really sorry to have to call you in today,” he said, “But Mateo won’t go with the procedure today unless you’re here.”
• At the mention of Mateo, I completely sobered up. Well, not entirely, but I was more alert.
• “Alright. I’ll come by in thirty minutes.”