21: Guilty pleasure

Although she was engaged to Richard, they never had this intimacy in bed because she never allowed it to happen. Henry is the first guy who buds her flower when they are both not of legal age. And, now, he is still the first to have a taste of her older self.

The two wild souls were drowning in pleasure, and neither couldn't bring themselves to their senses. 

It's driving her crazy, having Henry sucking his booby again while sliding his two fingers in and out between his legs. She's like a seashell that spreads more upon cast into the flame as much as how her legs spread wider.

"I want you inside me, now..." She whispered to his ears while slightly pulling his hair.

He could hear her heavy breath. She's gasping for air while moaning. It was a piece of music to his ears. Also, seeing her expressions is like a form of art he adores. 

She grabbed his arm and buried her nails as he made his way inside her. 

Her head tilted left and right every time he moved in and out. She even bit her lower lips and closed her eyes.

Khana's moans filled the living room. Moreover,  every corner of the room was occupied with their panting breath and "ughh...hmmmff".

The room is passionately hot despite having the air conditioner at its chilly volume. 

Khana felt deeper in pleasure, and so did Henry upon hearing strange wet sounds that grew louder with each second.

Shortly after, beyond the pain of accepting manhood after its silence for long years, such a feeling of pain came a hazy touch of pleasure.

Drops of sweat roll over their naked bodies. At Khana's peak, when she felt like reaching the end, she pushed the man and made her ride him.  

She pounced on him, bouncing up and down causing the man to groan. He grabbed the lady's waist and pulled her closer so he could reach her breast. He licked it and sucked it.

"Haaahh... Hng!"

"Ahh... Haaaa...! D-Don'-" Henry failed to finish whatever he was about to say when Khana bounced faster on top of him. 

The lady thought he might tell her to stop. Thus, she drives him crazier. 

Khana was surprised when Henry carried her by the waist and slightly lifted her. He bends me over to resemble a dog position. Shortly after, the lady felt the man behind her. Then, without a warning, he trespassed against her entry. 

As they continued, her body gradually got weirder. Khana is the one who wanted it first, and she must reap what she started. Besides, this weirdness she is feeling right now is the one she wants to engrave in her head. 

She wants to capture his groans and the way his face changes from time to time. The way he bit his lower lips was just too sexy for her sight.

Their position did not last that long. Henry put her in a different position again. Whereas, they sat on the bed and were still doing the deed. 

Then, they shifted back to their first position, but this time, Khana's legs were wrapped around Henry's neck. 

He ravages her entrance again like a wild bull upon seeing a red cloth.

"AHH... I Caaaan't.. Ahhh.. Hhhold.. hmfff.. it," says Khana, struggling to say she can't hold back anymore. She simply wanted to tell him that she was about to cum at any moment.

Henry was also struggling to hold his horse. He could tell that the climax was almost there. He was on top of her....

Sucking...

Kissing her thighs...

He was panting and giving all his might.

Khana was in a daze. She had lost her strength and voice. She was shaking, panting, and couldn't speak. She felt something come out from her, yet a strange hot liquid entered at the same time. It was the same thing her mouth tasted after kidding his 'thing' with her mouth almost an hour ago.

Then, Henry pulled out and collapsed on the sofa bed shortly after. She tried to wake him up, but the priest must have fallen asleep due to fatigue from all the exorcism they did.

She stroked her hands against his medium brown messy hair. A tear escaped from her eyes as she questioned herself. 

"I did not commit a crime, yet I committed a terrible sin. I did something wrong. What I did today is something I cannot take back or undo," she mumbled to herself while wiping her tears.

"I wanted this man. My heart craved for him. I know this was never okay," she added.

She heaved a heavy breath and swore to god that whatever the retribution for her sin, she would willingly accept it. She also prayed to god to spare the man she loved.

"Please let me have him. He already dedicated a few of his years to you. Give him back to me," Khana pleaded silently.

As she watched the man sleep beside her, she couldn't help but smile, yet feared the consequence of what they did.

"I'm so sorry for seducing you. I lost my wits, and this is the only option I concluded to own you. I did this to test if you no longer see me as your woman."

She kissed his cheeks but received no kisses from Henry since the man was deeply asleep. She giggled and murmured, "I guess I still have an effect on you after all these years."

Shortly after, a fear came into her mind, and Khana couldn't be at peace when the thought of what they would become kicked in.

"What are you going to do when you wake up?"

"I hope you won't loathe me for this... I don't know what to do if you hate me for seducing you even though I know this is a grievous sin," Khana whispered.

She linked her hands around his waist and leaned her head on his broad chest. "Please choose me over your faith," she finally uttered prior to falling into slumber.