We had been driving for some time, and it looked like we were somewhere in the mountains. The road was uphill, curvy, and narrow.
"Zain, where are we going?" I asked, pouting my lips.
"It's a surprise, princess. You'll see as soon as we get there," he said, keeping his eyes on the road.
I was happy he'd planned this whole surprise for me, but I also wasn't a big fan of surprises.
After a three-hour drive, we arrived at a beautiful wooden hut, something straight out of a Disney movie. It was a single-story structure with a small chimney. A tiny wooden bridge, lined with all kinds of flowers, led up to the hut. On the right side, there was a steaming pond, and the place was surrounded by towering, majestic trees. It was nothing short of dreamy.
I was admiring the entire scene when Zain suddenly lifted me bridal-style and carried me over the bridge. Butterflies fluttered in my stomach, and I blushed in his arms, wrapping my arms around his neck and planting small kisses on his cheek.
Inside the hut, a cozy fireplace greeted us. To the left of the lounge area was our bedroom, complete with a king-sized bed draped in a black silk quilt and scattered with black roses. On the right was a small kitchen, where a fruit platter awaited us.
"Wow," I murmured, gazing around.
"Do you like it, princess?" he asked, hugging me from behind and gently kissing my neck.
"I love it, baby," I said, tilting my head to the side so he could explore more of my neck.
His kisses grew rougher, and before I knew it, I was already aroused, feeling wet between my legs. He slowly brought both hands up to my chest, grabbing my breasts. Even through the thick fabric, I felt every bit of pleasure as he massaged me. I ran my hand through his hair, moaning his name.
"Zain!" I cried out.
He let go of my breasts and reached behind my neck, unzipping my dress. In one swift motion, it slid to the floor, leaving me naked. I quickly lifted my hands to cover my nipples, but he guided them behind his head, letting him roughly play with my nipples as I tangled my fingers in his hair.
He turned me around to face him, and I shut my eyes shyly.
"Keep your eyes open for me, baby girl. I want you to see me while I eat you," he said in a husky voice.
Zain grabbed me by the neck and started kissing me roughly. The intensity stole my breath away. After a few minutes, noticing my struggle for air, he loosened his grip and trailed his kisses down my body, leaving a path of hot breath in his wake.
Reaching my nipples, he took one into his mouth while his free hand teased the other. My underwear was already soaked, and I arched my back, offering myself to him. Without thinking, I lifted one leg and wrapped it around his waist. My moans grew louder, echoing through the forest.
Despite not wanting to lose my virginity, my body was betraying me. Zain let go of my breasts and wrapped his arms around my waist, lifting me in one quick motion. His kisses turned tender. Carrying me to the bedroom, he laid me down on the bed, settling between my legs. I was entirely exposed and blushing with embarrassment. Noticing my red cheeks, he gave a lustful smirk. He pulled off his shirt, revealing his chiseled arms and chest. My gaze drifted hungrily over his abs and down to his V-line. He looked like a Greek god, and my desire for him only grew as I watched him undo his black belt.
He unbuttoned his pants, letting them drop, then leaned over me. His mouth claimed my nipples again as his big body pinned me beneath him. There was no escape—not that my body wanted one.
He moved lower, removing the last piece of clothing shielding my virginity. Then he took off his shorts, leaving us both naked. Bowing his head, he planted small kisses on my folds before sliding out his tongue to lick my clit. My entire body jolted with pleasure, and I arched my back, clutching his hair. He licked me mercilessly, driving me higher and higher until I was on the brink of climax. Just before I could release, he stopped and slowly made his way back up, meeting my eyes. He licked his lips, tasting every drop of my arousal.
"You're so damn delicious, princess," he murmured, sliding his left arm under my waist. I felt his erection press against my entrance, and panic surged. He noticed me trying to pull away, but his arm under my waist held me firmly.
"I'm scared, Zain," I admitted, tears blurring my vision. One hot tear slipped down my cheek.
He wiped it away gently. "Do you trust me, princess?" he asked softly, kissing my forehead. "There's nothing to be scared of. I promise I won't hurt you," he added in a husky tone.
His free hand drifted between my legs, rubbing my clit slowly and reigniting that burning need. Then he positioned his dick at my entrance, teasing me with light taps.
He placed the tip of his cock right at my entrance. "Relax, princess. It'll only hurt for a few seconds, and then I'll give you the pleasure you've been craving."
"Zain, no—please, I'm scared." I tried to stop him, but he silenced me with a kiss, swallowing my cries. Before I could push him away, he entered me in one swift thrust. My eyes flew open, and I screamed into his mouth as pain shot through me, tears streaming down my face. I clung to him, nails digging into his back.