Every movement and response was prosecuted under the subconscious mind. What you need above all else was only experiencing, complying with what the sensory organs felt and forgetting yourself and everything, leaving only two bodies rolling with each other.
A long, long time had passed. Elaine lied on her front, bit the pillow and grunted mournfully. “I’m tired…I feel so tired…”
The man who was still working hard coaxed her while puffing hard. “It’s almost over…Almost…”
Damn him! He had said that for a few times yet it did not end at once. She wanted to scream as she was feeling really sleepy and exhausted! How could he have such a good stamina? How could he not feel tired? She felt exasperated and complained. “Didn’t you say it’s almost over? Why are you still…” She pouted and glanced at the energetic man who was hugging her. She really wanted to scratch this bewitching, charming face! She was worn out, though she did have pleasure too…
Emmett chuckled. “I’m almost done. I promise you this time is true…” He finally let her go when he taught her how to oblige him. She fainted due to being overtired when he rumbled in her body.
Emmett left her in satisfaction and he was all lively, as if every nerve and pore was stretching comfortably. He had such a wonderful experience making love with this girl. He lowered his head and kissed her on the face, and carried her gently to the bathroom to clean her.
Elaine sank in his arms like an ignorant child. She was that fragile and helpless. Emmett cleaned her carefully and he was startled when he glanced at her face.
“…Am I being too cruel towards you?” This thought occupied his mind all of a sudden and he felt hard to breath, yet he glanced at her face once again and bit his teeth.
The night was already late. The air outside was cool and refreshing with the fragrance of the grass and soil.
Emmett wore long pajamas and opened the glass door of the balcony. He stood on the exquisite, European style balcony and lighted a cigarette after gazing at the star dust on the night sky.
He squinted looking afar and took a few breaths of the cigarette. A billow of smoke spread out following that and shrouded his sculpture-like charming figure in the mist.
He let out a grim smile among the cold air and turned, looking into the room. That dainty little thing was curling up in her sleep under the orange light of the desk lamp. An appalling pool of blood was seen on the mattress like a bright and gorgeous plum flower.
“You’ve only become mine now, little thing.” The cigarette light between his fingers shining with the star light was that mysterious and desolate. His locks of hair swayed and he let out a stunning yet wicked smile. He walked into the room after being wet all over his body due to the night dew.
He took his night robe off and exposed his muscular, magnificent body in the air. He crept to the bed like a cheetah, lifted the silk blanket and slipped inside, hugging that warm little thing. He closed his eyes slowly while smelling the delicate fragrance from her body and signed softly. Just let it be like this. Maybe they can share each other’s body warmth.
Elaine thought she had had an absurd dream and she was extremely sure about it. She had started to look around the room with care when she opened her eyes and her long eyelashes flickered. There was neither a man nor the Bad-bear Smith who appeared ferocious in her dream. There was only her in the room.
She chuckled and felt relieved that it was only a dream, yet she broke a cold sweat to think that she actually began to have sex dreams.
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