Chapter 5 pleasure

Chapter 5

She moved her hands up and down his length. When she looked up at him, she saw his reaction.

He was biting his lips and tilting his head back. A soft moan escaped from his mouth. She took one hand away and licked it before returning it to his shaft, making it wet to add to his pleasure. "Ohh baby," Khaizer tried to resist grabbing her hair. He didn't want to be rough with her; she deserved gentle care.

While Khaizer was lost in his moans, Luna took the opportunity to take him into her mouth. Khaizer shouted in surprise. His breathing became heavier. The veins in his arms, hands, and neck started to become visible. He clenched his fists, trying not to grab Luna's head and thrust deeper into her mouth.

Her hot mouth was driving him crazy.

She started to move her head like a pro while gently squeezing his balls to add more pleasure. She expertly moved her tongue around and occasionally sucked the tip of his cock. She felt it growing even larger inside her mouth, and although she struggled, she liked it.

She couldn't take him fully into her mouth-he was too huge and long. But she tried her best to please him. "Quinn, ohh!" He grabbed her hips as he felt her palm on his cheek. When she looked up, he seemed to be struggling.

He guided her movements by holding her cheeks. "O-Oh," even though she couldn't take him halfway, she still couldn't push him further into her throat. This was her first time doing this.

She almost choked as she felt him thrusting slowly into her mouth. She tried her best not to let him feel her teeth, but he kept moving! He was thrusting his hips, and sometimes the tip of his cock hit the back of her throat.

She heard him groan. Holding her breath, she moved her head while sucking him. His slow thrusts were still enough to reach her throat.

Then, she felt his cock vibrating. "I'm c*mming!" he declared. She worked even harder, moving her tongue around his cock until a hot liquid filled her mouth.

It tasted salty but a little sweet. She looked at Khaizer, who was also looking at her, panting. But the heat was still in his eyes. "Where did you learn that?" he asked, narrowing his eyes.

She swallowed what he had released into her mouth without thinking. His ears turned red, and he bit his lips. "N-No one... I just tried," the girl simply replied.

Khaizer shook his head and laid Luna back down. "Well, you were like a pro when you did it," he said with a smile. "I'm glad that I'm your first." He looked at her intently while spreading her legs. "And will be the last." Then, he aggressively kissed her lips.

The girl moaned and wrapped her arms around his neck. She responded to his kisses. Khaizer gently rubbed the tip of his cock against her entrance.

They both gasped in pleasure. "Khai..." He smiled and planted a soft kiss on her forehead.

"I'll be gentle, baby," he said. Excitement was visible in her eyes, mixed with a bit of fear. But that fear vanished as Khaizer showered her face with kisses until she felt him entering her.

She winced in pain. Her nails dug into his skin, but he ignored it. "Sh*t, I'm sorry, baby," he apologized frantically when he saw her reaction. He cursed upon realizing he was her first.

He smiled inwardly. 'I'm her first!'

"N-No. Go ahead, please," she pleaded, even though she was in pain. He took a deep breath and leaned down to kiss her. She immediately responded. He took that opportunity to enter her fully. He buried himself completely into her tight and wet entrance.

He moaned and cursed in pleasure. She was too tight. Simultaneously, the woman cried out. She screamed softly and dug her nails deeper into his back. "Hush, baby, I know. I know." He planted soft kisses all over her face. "I'm sorry." He comforted her to ease her pain, even if just a little.

After a few moments, she stopped crying. She wrapped her arms around his neck. "Move."

"OHHH!"

"F*CK BABY"

The sounds of their bodies colliding and moans filled the entire room. Luna almost cried from the intense pleasure that Khaizer was giving her. They were enjoying each other, and it lasted until midnight.

Now, he was on top of her, moving fast and hard. His length was deeply penetrating her, hitting spots that sent waves of intense sensation through her system. She was hoarse from screaming his name, and he was in a similar state. But it seemed like he never tired as he kept thrusting on top of her.

Fast and hard. Luna could do nothing but hold onto him and moan in ecstasy.

With just a few more thrusts, she came. Moments later, he doubled his speed. He was crushing her delicate flower, which was now bruised from his large member.

"Shit" He lifted her legs onto his shoulders to gain more access. He thrust even faster and harder. "I'm coming baby" With just a few more thrusts, he came.

He released his hot cream inside her. Exhausted, he collapsed on top of her. Luna didn't notice that she had already passed out. But before Khaizer closed his eyes, he took one last look at Luna's beautiful face.

He smiled. He brought his face closer and kissed her on the lips. "Sleep now. We'll talk tomorrow," he whispered, laying his head on her chest with a smile. He even kissed the top of her breast before closing his eyes.

"Quinn?" The young man searched the house to find the woman, but she was nowhere to be found. Earlier, he woke up to find her gone, leaving behind the clothes she wore last night, but he noticed she had taken her purse.

She might have worn his polo and boxer shorts because they were missing. The only trace she left was a bloodstain on his bed sheets when he pulled back the blanket upon waking up.

He remembered what happened last night. He was the first man in her life and the only one she allowed in. He felt grateful and proud of himself. He always knew Luna wasn't just an ordinary woman; she wasn't easily won over. She's not the kind of woman who waits for someone's help.

She's independent and strong, and that's what he liked about her. Yes, he likes his best friend. He has hidden it for a long time, and still does... but he told himself that if he touched her once, she would not be able to escape. But it turned out to be the opposite... she escaped without him noticing.

He called their friends, asking if they had any news about Luna. But like him, they didn't know where she went. Until he called Miks, one of her close friends. Miks had some information but not much help. "She's on leave, Khaizer. She said she was tired and needed to rest." He didn't mention where she went, which irritated him.

He remembered the girl, and it was likely true. He was sure she was sore right now and that it would probably take two days or more before she could walk properly.

He smiled. "We did 'it' multiple times. No wonder if she's sore."

He thought she was challenging him to find her.

He dialed their family detective, who answered promptly. "Find that woman, Sanchez. You have one week," he said. He heard Sanchez laugh on the other line.

"That's a short time~"

"I don't give a d*mn!" He took a deep breath to calm himself. This woman was driving him crazy. "I'll pay, just name the price," he added.

"Wait, just one week? What do you think I am?" He rolled his eyes. "Is she in another country or still in the Philippines?"

"Why are you asking me that stupid question? I'm talking to you because I'm asking for your help, and it's your job to find her!" He burst out in anger. Sanchez was silent for a moment.

"You're right. But we don't know where she is. Why don't you find her yourself~"

"Are you f*cking kidding me, Sanchez?" He closed his eyes tightly. "Just tell me if you're not going to accept the job. Don't annoy me," he snapped.

He heard Sanchez laugh. "Chill. As if I have a choice."

"You have a choice," he replied coldly. "Either you find her, or you'll leave your position, pack your things from your condo, and live on the street." Sanchez was silent.

"Is that a choice? I'll really tell on you. Just because my father retired, you're treating me like this." He sounded sulky. Khaizer slapped his forehead.

Nathan Sanchez is the son of their old personal detective, who retired, so Nathan took over the job since it was his line of work too. This man was his friend abroad; they were in the same country and together because their fathers knew each other.

"Look. This is making me feel sick, okay? All I need is your service. I'll pay you whatever it costs. Just find her, okay? I'll send you her pictures and other info about her." He ended the call and threw his phone on the bed.

He shook his head and held his forehead. "Where the heck did she go?" He sat on the edge of the bed and picked up the nipple pad she wore last night.

He laughed softly. "Come to think of it, I can keep this as a... remembrance, I guess?" He smiled. Among the things she left behind were her gown and underwear. He wouldn't throw those away, especially not her underwear, maybe the gown but not the nipple pad and her black underwear.

Call him a pervert or whatever, he would keep her things and collect them as remembrances. These items reminded him of that night.

So, why would he throw them away? It's one of his belongings now. Pervert or not, he didn't care. He just wanted to keep them, his treasure. Maybe he was going crazy... and it was her fault. She deserved to be punished when he found her until she begged him to stop. He wouldn't take it easy this time; he'd make sure she'd need a wheelchair afterward.

To Be Continued...