LOVER MONSTER!
51. Without Boundaries.

The journey to a motel perched not far from the location of the bus stop took only three minutes. During the short drive, Jessica rolled herself up in a blanket while staring at the car.

Jessica wondered whose car Demian was using to look for her. However, because Jessica was still irritated by Demian's ugliness, Jessica decided to shut up.

"You don't mind if we stop by the motel, do you?" Demian looked at Jessica from her rearview mirror. "The rain is still very heavy, it will be quite dangerous if we drive now."

"Mm" Jessica replied with a mutter.

He just agreed to Demian's words even though he realized earlier, Demian approached him at the stop with a car driving at full speed. Is that guy suddenly scared to death right now?

After a brief exchange of words, Demian found a motel on the highway. The neon lights of the motel flickered under the strong wind.

Everything that happened there, from running out of the parking lot to the motel, booking rooms and the way to the room, no words came out at all from Jessica's lips. All affairs were settled by Demian while Jessica followed the man from behind.

Jessica was reluctant to talk. Shame squeezed him all the way to the room. Jessica still did not think that she dared and confidently initiated the kiss earlier. It was as if he had lost control of his own sanity.

What was he thinking to the point that he dared to kiss Demian?

Not only that, what they had already done in the car after that kiss...

Somebody, please bury Jessica alive!

The shame was too great to fit on his head, he would rather die than remember what had already happened.

Damn rain, what has been mixed with the heavy wind so that Jessica loses her own sanity? Was the cold so gripping that his brain froze?

"Until now" Demian stopped at room number 21. He unlocks and lets Jessica in first. "Ladies first" he said like a gentleman.

Jessica watched Demian's behavior with a sneer. Passing through Demian, Jessica entered the motel room.

Unlike in the presidential suite where Demian had stayed, the motel room where Jessica was now quite small and dimly lit.

There are no elements in it that squeal luxury.

However, despite the luxury of being absent from the room, Jessica felt more comfortable. He at least, need not feel surprised by the splendor and luxury here and there. The room functions optimally as a place to stay and that is enough. Jessica doesn't need anything.

"How are you doing?" Demian made a sound after taking off his jacket.

"A-a-I'm good." Jessica had trouble making a sound. His memory goes back to the car.

Let alone making a sound, raising his face to look at Demian only he was reluctant. Jessica would rather look at the wall. As if van gogh's masterpiece was hanging there, Jessica refused to look away.

"Jessica?"

"Hmm?"

"You said you'd pay me, you wouldn't change your mind, would you?"

"Te-te-certain..., be-ukhm, how much? How much do you want? I'll work it out..."

Demian chuckled at Jessica's reaction. All his courage in the car was gone, replaced by obvious nervousness. She-there-looks adorable with a hue on her cheek.

"Only God knows how many things I want to do to you, Jessica." Demian gave a response while approaching Jessica who kept retreating. The girl avoided her steps without any eye-to-eye intent.

What a sweet and innocent. Demian became very impatient wanting to devour the girl.

"You don't intend to run away anymore, do you?" Demian managed to catch Jessica who was avoiding his steps. Thanks to the small motel room, Demian did not need a big step to reach Jessica.

"Jessica.." Demian teased back, he spoke while pulling Jessica's hips docked towards him. "I won't let you escape."

Wanting to not look, Jessica also returned Demian's gaze. Unlike Demian who was full of enthusiasm, Jessica was inflamed and blushed. His face was flushed red, mingled with sweat that burst into jitters.

"All right," murmured Jessica. "Do what you like." she replied in the end. Jessica didn't mind doing that to Demian, she was just uncomfortable in giving verbal consent. That feels taboo.

"You're sure I can do whatever I like? Are you willing?" Demian extended his temptation.

"Did you underestimate me?" Jessica replied with a pea-sized bravery. He was only bluffing Demian for teasing her constantly. "Originally, I have enough insight to be concerned only with this..."

"Then" Demian took off the black shirt he was wearing, "I can't wait to see your insight applied to me."

Ending the pleasantries with a kiss, Jessica found herself back in bed. Demian charged him with demands. Saliva melts in disarray, breath groans in aggressiveness.

Jessica closed her eyes, dissolving into Demian's complete dominance. In his instinctive move, he reached for Demian's nape and replied to the paging the man gave.

Time goes on there too. The rain outside the window let down the sound of Jessica's moaning growing louder in the ears. He held his breath, breathing heavily. The touch that begins with the kiss leads him into even more wild action.

Demian-proving remarks of her that would do what she likes towards Jessica, now utilizes Jessica's lips for her pleasure. Jessica, due to Demian's cheap provocations, complied with the man's challenge and choked several times.

His salivary runs up to the neck, spilling over from the pressure Demian exerts when he becomes impatient.

"You look sweet like this" Demian murmured once more. "Should I train you every day?"

"Uhkk!" Jessica coughed after Demian released her face, saliva mixed with disgusting liquid melted from her mouth. At that moment, Jessica felt her jaw would be released due to Demian's property that so.

"Do you want me to choke to death?" Jessica was about to wipe the corner of her lips as Demian moved forward and licked away the spills and melts that littered the girl's face.

"You're not going to die" Demian said. His lick did not stop on Jessica's chin, he continued to descend to the chest while his hand pulled Jessica to climb onto her lap. "I'll never let you die."

"Are you God?" Jessica groaned as Demian's teeth re-scooped her skin, devouring it and giving a darkening suction. The fog again obscured Jessica's view. The heat that creeps on his body is twofold.

"Can you stop procrastinating?" Jessica has limited her patience. The heat that burned his heart now urged more action than mere paging and suction. Jessica wants Demian to embrace her, possess her and dispel her sanity.

It wants to come off after. Be broad and violent.

Jessica wants Demian.

"Someone was impatient," Demian whispered Jessica's ear while confirming Jessica's sitting position on it, right at the perfect spot.

Jessica's cheeks blushed to the ears, she cupped Demian's face in her hands and gave the man a deep kiss on her lips.

For whatever sake, Jessica just wanted Demian to shut up now. If the man keeps teasing her, Jessica is afraid she will explode like fireworks on new year's night.

He was afraid he could not and melted in the man's arms.

Jessica closed her eyes, in her pagutan that created the sound of decapitation and saliva, Demian slowly entered it. Fulfilling the whirr of his passion that had already reached the limit. At that moment, Jessica forgot her appearance and moaned fretfully.

His voice rose in ecstasy.

Every pressure Demian exerts, his intoxicating race, gives Jessica a euphoria that is two-to-two. He forgot all the things that filled his mind, all the complaints, his name, which Jessica realized at that time was just how she wished the time to never pass.

Demian-not much different from Jessica-dissolved in her passion for head control. Without being able to control her own body, she turned Jessica into a position that made her able to race even more savagely. More and more.

Demian, forgetting his sanity, his limits, took out his savage side blindly.

Jessica who was below him, was behind him, trying to scoop anything up as his grip.

At that moment, in the torrential rainstorm out there, Jessica and Demian were caught in the heat of passion that blinded her eyes and her senses. Jessica forgot the world, remembering nothing but the fact that her body, her soul craved Demian without any restrictions.

Desires that combine in moans, screams and the sighs of earthy breaths.

Jessica, in Demian's arms, was so aware of how much she would be crushed in the obsession that was creeping up on her chest at the moment. He didn't want Demian to leave. He wanted the heat to last a long time on his skin, to be his.

"Demy--hnnh-" Jessica moaned as she held a scream escaping from her lips, her hands encapsulating the pillow as if she was about to fall from there.

Demian's huge palm enveloped his white-clenched fingers. The warm palm of the man was like a tranquilizer from the euphoria that made Jessica's heart soar madly.

Jessica-under Demian who returns to shower her in kisses and pagutans, clutches the man's nape tightly.

On his lips, a word barely escaped creating a disaster...

Jessica gulped in relief...

Almost, he thought.

He almost confessed his heart to Demian who held him.

'I love you, ' - the words stuck on the tip of his tongue are so taboo. If he were to say it now, when Demian himself was immersed in ecstasy and passionate lust, would the man give a similar response...

Or will the heat of the fire that burns them be extinguished instantly?

Demian Bellamy doesn't love her, Jessica almost forgot.

Jessica believes, all the sensations that their bodies feel at this time, nothing else and not just a natural passion for Demian. After all, from the rumors, Demian is a savage and wild man on the streets of Vegas. Things like sharing a bed were definitely not taboo anymore for him. That may be part of his day.

Jessica believed, even if the man was crazy about her body, touching her with a wild lust that made her gasp.

This is just*-**, nothing more.

There are no feelings to consider.

Only passion and lust hunt.

What Jessica felt now in her chest, in her heart, Demian.

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