[WP] Vulnerable honesty leads to “deep feelings.”

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It was a continuous cycle.

First came the annoying small talk, followed by a few failed attempts at a good first date. The other percentage of attempts either ended with her taking the walk of shame or getting in a little too deep with her feelings. From then on, it was really just back to square-one.

Better luck next time?

Perhaps.

A thrashing gust of cold wind blew by, signalling the beginning of a rough winter. To be fair, she was 16 floors up, standing on the concrete balcony of Issac’s apartment, wearing only a thin pair of leggings, a boyfriend jacket with the zipper pulled way down, and sneakers.

Karina looked out at the sea of skyscrapers that dotted her view. There was a long moment of silence after they spent the last hour standing outside in the cold, just…talking about life. It was the first time in a long time that she opened herself up like this to someone.

Isaac was just a friend. Sure, they met online 2 years ago and have been acquaintances since; however, this reality didn’t change the fact that she had zero intention of dating anyone at the moment.

It wasn’t supposed to be this hard to keep her legs shut. She didn’t even think about sex. Life was too exhausting, and this moment was just a small little getaway while she travelled for work.

Issac happened to be there.

Turns out, it was hard. In fact, harder than she expected. She should have locked her mouth and pussy shut. Bad girls deserved it.

His hungry mouth was almost too much to handle. Karina sat, stuck in time, limbs still, while Issac shoved his hungry lips into hers.

”The night wasn’t supposed to end like this,” she thought. “Please, stop…”

Her mouth never uttered a simple ”no” and neither did her body resemble any resistance as he pulled her chest into his.

There, on the sinking leather couch, Karina’s clothes were reluctantly being removed. Her mind screamed ”no” while her body gave way for a good pounding.

It was the desire of being wanted. It was the fact that this man had been waiting to have her for years. It was the lust in his eyes as she spoke to him. It was the way he looked at her.

She couldn’t say ”no.”

Isaac let out a growl as his fingers slipped forcefully between her heated thighs. The contrast in emotions was comical. Her face, filled with a shy pout, teased his insatiable hunger. Meanwhile, his face, pupils dilated and lips curved up in wicked smile; were fuel to her fire.

She was wet. Very wet. Slippery wet. It was a surprise to the both of them.

His fingers were an instant relief to her dirty withdrawals. They slid up and down her soaked slit, edging closer and closer to her entrance with every motion.

Fuck. She had done it again, and worse this time. It was her vulnerable honesty; opening herself up like a book for him to read. Her failures, her successes, her likes, dislikes, dirty secrets, hidden talents, and life experiences. She exposed it all, and that to, so fast.

Bad Karina, bad.

This wasn’t any regular hook up. Issac wasn’t interested in that. He saw a future with this woman. She was a mystery for years.

As he looked down at his throbbing cock, he relished the satisfaction of finally being able to make love to this woman. She lay there ready to be painted like a canvas. It was the most exhilarating sight.

He wanted to be deep in her cave, losing his mind like a prodigious artist.

As his cock, already coated in layers of pre-cum, entered her warm and wet pussy, he couldn’t help but groan in blissful relief.

”Oh, Karina…fuck. Your pussy, baby. It’s…fuck…magical.”

The thrusts were gentle and slow at first. Karina watched with glossy eyes as Issac savoured her pussy. His hunger grew with every thrust, eventually forcing his cock full length into her small canal.

It was so wrong, yet so good. She didn’t want to enjoy his cock this much. His praise. His hunger. It was overwhelming.

With his cock ramming into her, she couldn’t help but think, fuck, it’s so deep.

Perhaps, this is what it meant to have deep feelings.