Our Bodily Desires

WARNING>>>THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SOME EXPLICIT SEX SCENES. READERS DISCRETION IS ADVISED!

Alexander leaned down and licked my ear lobe which had me clenching my thighs tightly. He leaned away and kissed my forehead, my eyes and my nose. It felt like he was worshipping every inch of my face.

The moment his lips captured mine again, a fierce hunger ignited within me. A hunger I've never felt for anyone, ever. But now, I feel that hunger for Alexander. The longing for his touch and kisses, that makes my mind go frenzy. 

I've always wanted to give my body to my one true love. I've always been heavy on giving my virginity to that one person I love , and I know loves me in return. But, does it matter now?? I am married to Alexander, he's my husband. Giving myself to him doesn't change anything, does it? We might not be in love, but my body wants him in so many ways that I cannot explain. This whole thing will soon end in some months time, so while not make the most out of it. I want him. No, scratch that, my body wants him. 

His hands moved with purpose, pulling me closer as his tongue danced with mine in a tangle of desire. The taste of him was intoxicating, leaving me craving more with each caress of his lips. He rapidly unbuttoned his shirt which was now soaked up, and shrugged it off his shoulders, letting it down beside the heap of my dress. My hands roamed his hard chest, feeling every inch of his sexy body.

"Your lips are so intoxicating, baby. I could kiss you all day long." He whispered against my lips, while rubbing his nose against mine.

I felt his fingertips trail down my spine, igniting a trail of fire along my skin. My body responded to his touch, arching against him as his hands explored every curve and dip of my body. The heat between us was palpable, a fiery inferno that threatened to consume us both.

His lips captured mine again in an urgent and demanding manner, as if he couldn't get enough of me. I welcomed his passion, revelling in the raw intensity of our connection. The world around me ceased to exist as I lost myself in the heat of the moment, drowning in a sea of desire and need.

Soon, I felt my body softly hit the cold marble wall. With the cold shower still pouring down on us, Alexander trailed kisses down my neck, each kisses leaving me aching for something more. A soft moan escaped my lips when he took my left boob into his mouth, sucking on it like his life and whole existence depended on it. I arched my back, giving him more access to my boob, while fixing my fingers into his hair. This is pure bliss. He released my boob with a pop sound before moving to the other one, and giving it the same share of attention. 

He lips captured mine again with hunger that definitely surpassed mine, as his hands trailed down my body. I felt his fingers linger on my panties and he slightly grazed my core. I moaned into his mouth, unable to contain the overwhelming surge of pleasure that coursed through me. His touch was electric, sending shocks of ecstasy straight to my core. 

"You like that, don't you? My naughty, litle Angel." I could feel his smirk against my lips. I gasped when his fingers slipped into my panties and touched my folds. A New course of pleasure surged through my body, and I made to clamp my thighs shut, but Alexander was fast to hold my legs apart with his knee.

His fingers brushed my folds again, and I arched into him while stifling back a moan that threatened to escape my lips. His fingers gently caressed my folds, stroking up and down. I gasped loudly and ripped my lips away from his when he slipped a finger into me. He smirked at me and kissed my eyes.

"So, fucking tight, baby." He groaned into my ear. "And, so, fucking wet. Tell me, has any other guy made you feel this way, Angel?" His eyes were dark and hooded with lust. His finger was now slipping in and out of me. The feeling felt so alien to me. I was on edge, and I could see myself wanting more. I could feel tears at the edge of eyes, but they weren't tears of sadness. I could tell that they were tears of newfound ecstasy. 

"Tell me, baby. Has anyone else ever made you feel this way, hmm?" I looked straight into his eyes and shook my head 'no'. "I want to hear you say it."

"N-no." I manage to whisper out. "You're actually the first. I-I-I'm still a virgin, Alex." I voiced out, my voice barely above a whisper, that I doubt he heard me. I guess I was wrong, because he suddenly stopped his movement, making me groan and whimper in frustration. I was almost at the peak of something.

His eyes darkened, and he stared right into my hazel eyes, frozen. "You're a virgin?" I nodded rapidly, wanting him to finish up what he had started. "Fuck, oh my God!" He lips suddenly captured mine in a hot, fiery kiss. I sighed in delight when his fingers slipped into me again. Each stroke igniting a fire within me that threatened to consume me.

His pace increased, leaving me a moaning mess. I was hot all over. The cold shower wasn't even helping in cooling my body down. His strokes grew more frenetic, more urgent, as my passion reached a fever pitch. I could feel the primal need building within me, a wild hunger that demanded to be sated. And in that moment, there was only him and me, lost in a whirlwind of lust and longing.

I was at my peak, and I knew I would crash down soon. As soon as he fastened his strokes the more, I exploded, screaming his name as waves after waves of pleasure hit me. It was as though I've been sated and finally crashed down from my high. I've never experienced anything like this before. It was ecstatic and mind blowing.

I looked up at Alexander with hooded eyes, he was licking his finger that was simmering wet with my fluids. His eyes were trained on mine as he caressed my face with his other hand. I leaned into his touch as I felt the exhaustion and tiredness slowly creeping in, and before I knew it I was being drawn in by total darkness.