Sharing Beatrice novel by Alexis Dee novel Chapter 24

24-I feel Unloved

He must have noticed I was lost, so he took a break to lift his face from my neck and cup my face in his hands.

“Don’t take it personally. My anger wasn’t directed at you,” he whispered, and just when I nodded to him, he crashed our lips together. My body felt a tingly sensation run through it.

The moment our lips touched, it felt like I had found heaven. His lips were sucking me in, smooching every bit of my lips. The instant his tongue demanded an entry into my mouth, I let him in. The taste of his tongue wanted me to bite into him.

Our tongues seemed to battle in each other’s mouths. We kept shoving our tongues into each other’s mouths and trying to win. After kissing each other like crazy for a few minutes, he took me to bed. He took off my pants in one fell swoop and tossed them off the bed aggressively. He didn’t like any barrier between him and his desires.

I watched him focus on my pants only. He started taking them off, and my body reacted by closing my legs tightly. I was just being shy, not reluctantly.

“It’s okay, I will take care of your fragile little pussy,” he whispered as he pulled my panties down and spread my legs for me. My cheeks felt this heat in them. I couldn’t help but rest my body on the bed and close my eyes.

His fingers ran around my vagina before he rubbed the fingertip over my clit and a yelp escaped my lips. It was a different kind of feeling than anything I had ever felt.

“You look so tight. I can’t believe you have never used any sex toy or masturbated!” His words made me clasp my shoulders into my body and hug myself shyly.

He teased my hole with his fingertips, making me squirm in the bed like a fish without water. But before he could even penetrate my vagina, he pulled away and I opened my eyes to see him unzip his pants. I was awkwardly staring at him, bringing his massive dick out of his pants. The sight of it petrified me. A big dry gulp ran down my throat with difficulty at just the thought of how painful it would be when he inserted it into me.

“What? Are you afraid I will hurt you?” He smirked, tossing over in the bed and lying on his back while keeping the upper part of his body leaning against the pillow.

“Come on,” he held my hand and pulled me into a sitting position. I had no clue what he wanted me to do, so I let him take the lead and guide me through the process. My mother never let me learn anything. She said it was for bad people.

“You wrap your hand around the shaft like this,” He was still holding my hand by my wrist while making me grab his dick. The skin was so soft, but his shaft was hard, like a rod.

“Ah! Yes! Like this,” he closed his eyes for a split second after feeling the contact between our skins.

“And then rub it tenderly in the beginning.” He made my hand go up and down. His cock was radiating heat while I rubbed it.