45. A Night Of Passion

"Is there anyone else more compatible for you to date than me? I'm the one able to bring you unimaginable pleasure than anyone else."

We went to that picnic of his which turned out to be a huge failure. We ended up on a long trail after a heavy downpour and took shelter underneath a leafy tree. I was too hungry to wait so I unpacked some snacks he'd baked for both of us, munching away without giving a care to how soggy they'd become. He watched me, laughing at my swollen cheeks filled with food. I almost choked since his laughter was contagious...I was tempted to laugh with him but controlled myself.

He kept watching me as he often did since I've known him until I almost believed his confession as sincere.

Captivated by me? What was he captivated about? I was quite boring to many, way too frivolous to anyone want to date. Perhaps he was just mesmerized by my scent. Yes, that had to be it...him confusing things for feelings.

That was how it all started. This...how he was beginning to make me feel especially after us copulating multiple times. Obviously I couldn't turn down the offer. Everyone in campus wished to be bedded by him and I'd had my taste.

I was beginning to feel addicted. Still, I was tempted to prove this arrogant arrogant and overconfident bastard otherwise. Maybe I shouldn't have agreed to the sex arrangement and come with him here. He hasn't stoped touching me...no sight restrain from him until I'd beg him every time to stop.

Was my libido this bad?

"Couldn't you ...wait...till we showered?" I spoke between breaths. He'd pinned me to the wall and had filled me up so tight I could barely breath from the tingling pleasurable sensation that kept traveling up and down my spine. He kissed my neck, sending a convulsion through my body down to the tip of my toes.

"I've thought about you the entire ride home...when we were hiking back to the parks parking lot...and I still cant accept your reasons to reject dating me." He began to kiss the nape of my neck, then nibble at it. "Here, this is where I will bite you before you imprint on me and make me completely yours...even though I've already told you times without number I already am."

"Just...move...you talk too much..."

"That's what you say, yet I can tell you're getting further turned on." ...and with a single thrust, he nudged at my insides then stopped, as if he wanted to make me crave for more. Yet how could I when my heart was about to burst out of my mouth?

Stan spoke as he trailed his hand between my legs, his other hand around my waist as his chest pressed on my back, my chest against the door. This horny bastard had tackled me the moment we got here.

"I'm curious what expression you'll make toning for I don't intend to let you sleep Yeon."

I couldn't tell how long he went on thrusting into me, banging my hips at the door, pushing, pressing, caressing my body...my insides, and often calling out my name repeatedly.

He felt hot.

I moaned out aloud as I felt my release, just about the same time as I felt him bite my shoulder and felt him filling me up inside me.

"Raw...you did it raw you...asshole..."

"Yeon...I don't think you're leaving tomorrow..."

"You'll kill me..."

"I'm going to plow you all night Yeon...until my hips grow numb..."

Before I had the chance to fight him, he'd sinned me around and was kissing me. With my chest to his, my back against the door once more, I felt trapped. I couldn't escape him. He was stronger than me, much taller than me.

I pushed him away...I needed to breath and stop him from eating me alive as I began to fill him growing harder and harder, his breathing becoming more and more rapid.

"Inhibitors...did you take them?"

"No..." He responded with a smile on his face which irritated me since I couldn't tell what he was thinking.

"I can't smell your scent..."

"Because I'm fighting the urge to let it out. If you go into heat, I'll do more than just mark you...and we might end up like last time. My parents are not here to save us Yeon."

"I won't provoke you...so just let out a little bit of it." Whatever gave me the guts to ask that of him yet somehow I felt I'd missed it.

"but you're letting out too much scent now...its making me go crazy over you...I like it so much"

"Ah! Damn it..." I felt a wave of emotion travel all over me as my vision began to become blurry. I hated my body...I hated that I was unable to smell how much scent I was letting out yet, how could I control it when he kept making my body yearn for him...for his scent.

One kiss on the neck, then another, I began to fill him, a soft breeze across my skin and teasing at my nose...it made me shudder that I whispered for him not to stop.

"I want to make you extremely excited so continue telling me what you want me to do, where to touch you, where you like it more..."

Stan spoke out but sounded more like he was pleading, begging me to stop keeping him waiting, yet I felt I'd been the one yearning for him, for his scent all this time.

"I'm about to burst Yeon...or else I'll end up..."

"You'd said...you'd plow me all night." I said, unable to look him in the eye. This was becoming more and more embarrassing for me. Besides, I hated this position the most. It forced me to face him, unable to hide my reactions from him. It left me vulnerable and exposed.

He grabbed my already throbbing erection once more and tilted my chin to face him. We kissed so deeply I had to remind myself to breathe again

It was hard to, he was hard too.

He began plunging into me so deeply that all I could do was moan out aloud. Every time I pulled away from him, he'd grunt, as if He didn't want to break the kiss either.

"You feel...amazing Yeon..." He said, panting heavily after breaking the kiss. His thrusting hadn't stopped, in fact, he had increased the intensity of it. "Actually, I'm going crazy from pleasure just by looking at you from the pretty face...that I wonder how much excitement you'll give me when we are in bed."

With my eyes closed, I reached for his shoulders, wrapping my hands around him and told him we should go to bed, which he instantly obliged, lifting me up, his member still inside me.

"If you keep provoking me with that lustful look on you right now, I won't be able to stop...but since you begged me so passionately, I'll do whatever you want Yeon and plough you all night."

I almost screamed we slumped on the bed, feeling him go deeper. This fool was ripping me apart and when I opened my eyes, begging him to go slower, he had that annoying smile on him, shamelessly enjoying the sight of me, my twisted face, sweaty looking and moaning after each of his thrusts. He just stared down at me, holding my waist tight, driving it towards him. His touch and his scent burned me that I had to beg him to slow down but my struggles only intensified his craving. I tried arching my back to support my flailing body but my movements only excited him further.

"Stan...slow...down..."

"I can't...I don't want to...aah...I want to kiss you, bite your neck... until you cry from the pleasure I'm giving you..."

Unable to take the pleasure that was consuming le, I grabbed both his shoulders and tried pushing him away, even though my body fought against it.

I was loosing myself much faster than before, except this time, I could smell his lustful scent...just enough amount to play between the lines of throwing me into heat, and keep my sanity intact.

I was melting from it all.

My efforts were futile for he let go of my waist and took my wrists instead, pining them down tightly onto of my head with one hand. He bent down, still at it He grabbed both my wrists, hitting on every sensitive spot, hard and fiercely. All I would do was moan even much more louder. He felt like he was sucking me into something heavy...someting sticky that kept burning me, overpowering me, throwing everywhere. I looked at him, my eyes half open and the sight of his lustful image will never leave my memory.

Calling him handsome was an understatement for he looked glorious.

"...Ah! ...Yeon...I really love you..."

He called my name over and over again as one of his hands reached the back of my neck and the other around my waist. He held on to me so tightly as if to prevent me from escaping.

"Stay with me...don't go anywhere else..." He begged.

I felt him shaking as he spoke, or had I been mistaken?

Lifting himself from me, he put my legs on his shoulders and continued making love to me. I had climaxed may times already but that didn't stop him. My entire body was on fire and something kept building...throbbing at the pit of my stomach as he plunged in deeper and deeper. Before I knew it, my body began quivering violently, sending spikes of pleasure all over me. I cried from how good it felt, panting heavily as I opened my tightly closed eyes to look at the person responsible of it all.

His chest rose up and down rapidly, his eyes looking at me lustfully. Bending towards me, he kissed me and then whispered in my ear,

"The night has just began."