Jacob
She arched her back, moving in perfect sync with my rhythm, with every thrust taking me deeper into her. Her walls tightened around me, making it increasingly difficult to maintain composure. Fuck, I could barely control myself.
I picked up the pace, gripping her hips firmly to steady her. My lips found her neck, and I trailed kisses down her body, reaching her nipple where I grazed my teeth, this caused her to gasp with pleasure. Her eyes almost rolled to the back of her head.
What a sight!
Every delicate motion she made had me spellbound. I wished she could see herself from my perspective; bet, she would be just as amazed.
"You know," I whispered as I leaned in closer, my weight supported by my hands, "Sometimes, I thank myself that I didn't let boundaries and morals hold me back," I looked at her, her body trembled and she moaned softly in response, her eyes locked on mine as I continued to thrust, drawing out seductive sounds from her, "Because, if I had chosen to not give into the temptation that day in the pool, I'd have lost this chance for life. And that would have been my biggest regret."
"I wouldn't have allowed it. I couldn't have let you slip away, not when I knew what I was missing," She spoke against my lips, darting her tongue out and licking my bottom lip; the very next moment she squeezed her walls around me, "I got the devil out of his den."
Shit!
I felt my dick twitch at her move, a groan leaving my mouth. She knew exactly what she was doing to me. She seemed acutely aware of the effect she had on me, and it was driving me wild.
"You confuse me," I said with a low growl, my hand gently holding her throat as our lips brushed, "Sometimes, I can't decide whether to label you as innocent or evil. Your looks exude innocence, but your actions say something else."
I eased my pace, taking my time to explore her, my free hand stimulated her clit. I was intimately familiar with her spots, and I knew how to drive her to the edge. She writhed beneath me, her hips jerked, her attempts to escape my touch futile. With her throat under my gentle grasp, I could sense the pulsating of her nerves and the rapid beat of her heart.
I could easily break her calm and the best part yet—she wouldn't even stop me.
"Jacob, please," she whimpered, biting her lip, her captivating eyes locking onto mine.
Darn it! I wished to keep this going on for much longer but if she kept looking at me like this, I would end up giving up too soon.
"Are you planning to tease me further, baby?" I asked, maintaining the deliberate pace. As much as I yearned to let go, set the pace, and fuck her hard, I believed my little vixen needed a lesson in restraint. Otherwise, she'd have me at her mercy every time she desired.
Evelyn offered no response, her eyes suggesting that she relished the torment she inflicted upon me. Asking her such a question was akin to seeking a sacrifice, but I knew that even if she agreed to comply, she might just as easily change her mind, as was her way.
God, what was I going to do with her? This woman was pushing me to my limits.
"Answer me, Evie," I gently nibbled her lip, causing her to close her eyes.
"Okay, I won't," she exhaled, her desire evident. Denying her release when she was on the brink always heightened her anticipation.
"Are you sure about your answer?" I raised an eyebrow, kissing the corner of her mouth before thrusting deeply into her. Fuck, She felt incredible.
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