CHAPTER 8 Finger In Me

　　The environment inside the room went silent as she began to kiss and tell. They were all ears listening to their most inexperienced friend who became a wife in an instant: a night in Vegas.

　　But as she paused to breathe before going to the highlight, one of them interrupted her impatiently,

　　“Oh my goodness, you are such a bitch! Why do you stop before getting into the exciting part?” complained Trixie whose favorite hobby is to listen to other people’s?experiences–sex experiences.

　　But Bridgette called her out, “If you hadn’t interrupted her, she would have started by now, don’t you think?”

　　Dan seconded, “Exactly! Be patient, darling! Be patient!” he tapped her as Trixie smiled apologetically.

　　“Now, where were we, darling?” sending his exciting gaze at her.

　　Knowing that her friends won’t let her get away with it, she stood up, got them all something to drink, and chugged a can of beer herself, “Yeah… and this is how I became Chloe Schneider.”

　　(THEIR FIRST NIGHT - VVIP SUITE)

　　Her eyes widened as he got into action starting by removing his clothes. “He’s damn serious about this,” she thought.

　　She felt as if her heart would jump at any moment with every piece of fabric falling on the floor.

　　He first took off his silk robe, followed by his boxer brief. As she watched him casually doing it, she didn’t know what to do.

　　To her, everything about this was new. And she was a fool to think that having sex with someone was a piece of cake.

　　Her hand was unconsciously clutching the opening of her robe, trying to cover her breasts while debating her thoughts,

　　“It’s just sex. You know what to do. You watched porn countless times. Just take off your goddamn clothes like what he’s doing and you are good to go. Move hand, move!”

　　But her fear was overwhelming her, and her trembling hand got noticed so he paused, “Why are you scared, Isabella? We've already done this countless times,” with a bit of disappointment in his voice.

　　Not knowing what to answer, she blurted nonsensical things, and the name Isabella seemed muted to her ears, “I am not scared, I just–uh–well, maybe it is too high?”

　　But the drunk Tyler chuckled, “What are you talking about, darling? It’s 16 degrees. Maybe what you’re feeling right now is your body heat,” he even teased her.

　　She threw a drunken tantrum and a pillow at him, but his strong biceps chopped it away as if it was a fly, “Now, where are we?”

　　“Please don’t tease me,” she exclaimed as she got cornered in bed.

　　“I won’t be teasing you anymore, I won’t be able to stop now, and in fact, I have no intention of doing that,” he emphasized.?

　　“I am going to own you now like no other,” his words were sharp and firm as he went naked, he eagerly climbed on the bed as she gave him a quick nod.

　　Their hungry stares read each other’s thoughts.

　　As their eyes locked, she invited him in by completely laying down in bed, spreading her arms on the side wide open.

　　She was nervous, but not either one of them wanted to halt or even interrupt this unavoidable moment.

　　He reached for her robe and slowly removed it from her body, followed by the undergarment she was wearing underneath.

　　Now that she was all naked, blood came rushing to his mind despite the cold air circling the room, competing with the hot stares from her husband.

　　Tyler’s hands began to travel as he was amazed by his wife’s god-sent body, “You preserved your body well and lucky enough, I get to taste it again,” he exclaimed as he couldn’t hide his true feelings.

　　She blushed and avoided his gaze, she shyly said, “J–just go with it, but b–be gentle, please.”

　　“That, I can’t promise!” he grinned at her.

　　Seeing her reaction pumped him even more. His hands continued to move up, giving a ticklish sensation to her tummy. As she arched her body, he caught her back with his right hand and diagonally lifted and inclined her body to him, bringing it closer to his face.

　　He then started with his fetish, her beautiful neck that’s been calling him since the elevator ride. He started licking her neck, pecking, and eventually sucking it.

　　She gave off a controlled moan as she clenched her fists, but her husband called her out, “Don’t stop it. I want you to moan for me when you feel like it, the louder, the better,” then continued sucking her neck as if he was a vampire going after her veins.

　　The clenched fists were now grasping his hair at the back of his head, and little by little, moanings filled the room.

　　“Oh my god, I can’t stop my mouth, I–I love what he’s doing, and I–I want more. Damn!” her mind couldn’t think of anything else but the things that he could still do to her.?

　　With the combination of alcohol spirit and her horniness, what came out of her mouth next blew his mind.?

　　“M–more! I–I want more. Fuck me, please! Take me!” her voice resonated inside the VVIP suite.?

　　Hearing her pleading, he awakened the beast inside him. What he’s seeing right now is bed soil ready to be cultivated and get seeded, a perfect time for planting.

　　He instantaneously pulled her body closer to his. Now they could feel their skin rubbing against each other.

　　Her hardened nipples brushed continuously to his broad and hard chest. She slightly lifted her head but he didn’t allow her to, “No, stay still, I want to eat your breasts.”

　　She confided in his request and despite the inconvenience, she let him devour her.?

　　Her exposed breasts filled his eyes with visual satisfaction. But he wanted more. His right hand tightly supported her back, while his left hand began to enjoy her body more.

　　He groped her breast with his left hand, and did it with all her might. He squeezed it like a balloon that was about to pop. She groaned because it hurt, but she didn’t complain at all.

　　His groping became more intense causing redness to her fair-colored breast. She was about to exclaim a hurtful noise, when all of a sudden, a heavenly feeling dawned on her as he simultaneously squeezed and licked her nipple.

　　The pain and pleasure applied at the same time brought out an extraordinary sensation on her breast.

　　“Don’t worry, darling, that was only the appetizer, from here on, the real fun starts,” he confidently acclaimed.