CHAPTER 5: R18!

CHAPTER 5: [WARNING: R18!!!]

Aurora stared at the man before her. She was trying to blink and erase the blurriness in her vision to properly see his face, but it just seemed impossible. And he asked for her permission. Well, at least that was something else rather than doing it directly.

"I don't kiss strangers." She hissed at the last words from how heavy her tongue was at the moment.

He moved his head closer. He was hovering right above her. "I'm not a stranger." There was a hint of amusement in his tone. Even the timber of his voice made her think of that person.

She shook her head slightly because of the hallucination from the alcohol. She raised a hand slowly and cupped his cheeks. The feel of his face, the structure of his cheekbones and jaw, was too familiar also. "Am I hallucinating?" She asked in a hoarse voice. No matter how much she was hurt, there was still an inkling inside her that she hoped she wasn't.

"If you don't believe it, then just close your eyes." He propped a hand to her eyes to cover them, and he closed the distance of their faces, touching his lips to hers. He waited for her to protest, but she didn't. He removed his hand from her eyes and held her face instead.

Aurora didn't know if the guy was drunk too or if it was just her own drunkenness that made her more intoxicated and her body hotter.

She knew she shouldn't be doing this. She shouldn't let this happen. But the way he kissed and made him feel was just too much. And one-night stands were never her thing. Then again, what were the chances of her meeting the person again in the future? Why not just try to give herself some slack? Besides, she wouldn't be returning to Italy soon; she never planned to if circumstances allowed it. Would it be called cheating then? So what? She wasn't a saint. Besides, it had also been a long time since she had let a man touch her for pleasure.

She snaked her arms around his nape and pulled him, inviting him to the bed with her. It wasn't what she planned in the evening, but it could be better or worse. Doesn't matter anymore. It was just for this night.

Max didn't hesitate anymore as she gave him the signal. He instantly removed his clothes while kissing her. The buttons could be flying anywhere. He didn't care. He moved on top of her and easily got her dress out of her body. The fabric easily gave in for him.

It had been too long since he had kissed her, and even though she might not believe that it was him, there was a raging anger inside him. But he had to devour and take her right now. He wanted to make her feel how he missed her.

He cupped one of her globes and moved his lips down her neck. Aurora moaned at how hot she was feeling. Yes. She missed this feeling. The warmth of another person against her. Her eyes were closed as she arched her body when his lips crawled to her collarbone, and he caught one of her nipples. He was leaving blazing traces of his kisses. It was etched on her skin.

Aurora felt cold instantly as she felt the man pause and stand up. She opened her eyes. She wanted more.

Max didn't waste any time as he unbuckled his belt and took off his pants and got back on top of her. This time, he tore her underwear.

She hadn't said anything about it and embraced him. Her hands were touching his body. She liked how muscled he was. Just like the one on her mind. Her teeth gritted and jaw hardened. Why did she keep thinking of him when she was with another man? She started to feel angry at herself. And she tightened her embrace to the man. It wasn't just him who could do it to another person.

Max spread her legs and touched her most intimate part. She moaned when his fingers grazed her clit. She was wet. She was ready. He played with it a little more, and her fingers started to dig in his back.

Before she could have her release, he positioned himself at her entrance. He groaned from how hot and familiar the feeling was. Just the tip of his manhood, he could feel her tightness already. He inched himself inside.

Aurora arched from how firm and good it was already. She could feel herself stretching for him. She felt every piece of his meat as he continued to enter her. God! This man is well blessed!

Sweat trickled from both their skins. When he was finally fully inside her, he paused for a moment. She was puffing air through her mouth and hissing a bit.

"You're so… big." She couldn't help but blurt it out. She opened her eyes though it was still blurry. Her head felt heavy, and the sensation made her lose her mind.

Max started to move slowly inside her. He had all the rights to do this. She was still his. Though she left him a long time ago. Nothing changed.

A thought raised in his mind again. And that made the rising rage in him resurface. He quickened his pace, which had her moaning as her nails would leave marks on his skin for sure.

He looked at her face. Her breast was poking his chest, and that made them more heated. "Moan my name." He demanded.

"What?" Aurora couldn't believe he asked that. "I don't know your name." Fuck it. She was having sex with a total stranger whose name she didn't even know. Yeah. She was totally fucking it.

Max could have laugh if only he wasn't doing anything. He drove faster and deeper inside her. Sweat made their skin slick. The air conditioner didn't have any chance to cool things down around.

"The one you're hallucinating."

What? Did she hear it right—oh! She was freaking near. She could feel it just—

"Maximus!" And she fucking did it as her body was in the peak of pleasure.