《RUTHLESS DECEPTION》》49
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The second we entered his house he threw my back against the wall. As my lips crashed down on his, my thighs were easily picked up and my ankles were locked behind his back before letting the tips of his fingers roam my body.
His tongue ruthlessly roamed my mouth, playing tricks with my own. His hardness that was pressed between my thighs was sending me crazy. He was ready for me and if he only knew how soaking I was then he'd know I was ready for him.
Our lips moved as my fingers were already pushing his dress jacket off his shoulders. The short second our lips fell apart was torture but at least it got his jacket off. I pout when he doesn't kiss me but instead, he began walking. My heels fell off my feet as we moved, my face nuzzling into the crook of his neck to inhale his delicious scent.
We entered his familiar bedroom, I was put on my feet that felt different now that I wasn't wearing shoes. Evander's hands never left my body though. "You look so deliciously beautiful tonight, Rieka, I can't keep my hands off you," Evander breaths out as his hands roamed over my body before settling on the zipper of my dress.
"I don't want you to, just take it off," I replied before pressing our lips together. I wanted him just as much as he wanted me and there was nothing stopping us.
Before Evander told me that he wanted to go slow with me but we had all our lives with each other and every obstacle thrown our way wasn't going to stop us from simply living.
I was falling deep for Evander and I know when I finally do, there would be no way I could get back up.
As our lips fought, my fingers pushed the buttons out of the hole as I continued to undress him. Evander's light brush trialed down my back slowly as he zipped down my dress.
I whined against his lips as he dripped his hand past the slit, pressing his palms flat on my back. My entire body just craving his touch and the more I got the more I was going insane.
Sensing my urgency, the dress soon fell to the floor and at the same time, his shirt followed. "Holy shit," Evander breathlessly whispered as his eyes zeroed in on my breasts.
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Here's a thing about me, I hate strapless bras. If I have to wear one I rather don't wear one at all. Because my dress had thin straps I went with my last option.
In a swift movement, he threw me on the bed with his body soon coming to hover over mine before pressing his lips around my nipple, his tongue twirling around the bud. "Fuck," I cursed out, pulling at his hair.
The equal attention he gave to them both was driving me crazy. My hands found the buckle of his belt, swiftly undoing them and the bottom of his pants followed right after. I pouted as he moved down my body, following the valley as he kissed his way down my body with praises. His fingers dripped the hem of my underwear, playing with the hem.
"Evander," I moaned out. Only a second later, the black underwear was slid down my thighs and thrown to the floor.
"Shit," he cursed before crashing his lips down on mine. His body was held up by one hand as his other hand slid down my body. I gasped as I felt his finger slid down my folds, brushing his fingertip at my entrance before sliding his finger back up. "You're soaking," Evander stated the obvious.
"I can't wait," I gasped out, pushing down his dress pants and his boxers following in suit. I gasped as I felt his length press against my core. "Neither can I, love," he whispered before our lips reunited.
He ducked his head to kiss me once more as his tip slid up and down my fold, feeling how wet I was for him. I whine against his lips and he fought back a smirk. "Mark me," I pant out. Him marking me would make this moment more perfect if that was even possible.
"You don't mean that," he assumed, shaking his head in disbelief. "But I do," I assured him. His movements paused,
"Would you regret it tomorrow? Any of this?" He asked. I could tell he was actually worried that I would think our fast movements were a mistake but if he only knew I would have jumped him the second I saw him if I had a chance.
"I won't, I'm yours, and let that be a symbol of that," I told him. Something shifted in his eyes before his face dipped down to my neck. My back arched to meet his chest as he left the peppered kisses around the area. "This is going to hurt," he whispered against my skin. "I know," I whispered.
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I inhale sharply as I felt his canines brushed against the skin of my neck. "I'm sorry," he whispered before he did it. As his length pushed into me, his canines tear through my skin.
My back pushed off the bed, his grip on my waist only tightening.
The pain was definitely because of his teeth tearing through my delicate layers under my skin. My claws dug into his back but that doesn't even affect him. As if he knew this was too much for my body to handle, he slid himself out of my entrance.
My eyes shut tightly as the pleasure rocked through me. Yes, between my thighs and the wave of bliss rocking through my body starting from my chest. It was such a unique kind of euphoria that made me want to shudder. Evander pulled his teeth out, running his tongue over the sensitive area before pulling his face to mine.
"Are you okay?" He asked, raising his hand from my hip to wipe the small tear that remained under my eye. My face tilted to mold against his lips, my lips parting automatically as he ran his tongue along my bottom lip.
My hips automatically raised, giving him the message that he clearly got since he pushed back into me. The delicious burn sang through me as he stretched me beautifully. He groaned, stopping his movements. "Fuck, you feel-" he gasped, his eyes wide and jaw slack before he slowly steered back into me. I felt him all as he slowly slid further into me. Every inch that passed my entrance increased the delicious burn that craved for him.
My fingers were gripping on whatever they can because of the feelings I was thrown into.
A sound passed his lips again as he pulled his hips back only to drive his hips closer to me again. My back arched automatically. My body was having a hard time processing the feeling of him. It all felt foreign, like nothing I've ever felt before and I was living for it.
Our lips found each other like always as his hips crashed back into me. Evander sped up his movements, sliding in and out of me. He kept hitting all the rights spots that were just craving for him. With every thrust as he buried himself into me drove me closer to the edge continuously, hitting new places inside of me that welcomed him with open arms.
Every movement he made shook me to the bones, it was getting difficult to keep up with his pace and hip movements. I could feel the layer of sweat coating our bodies as he thrust inside of me again and again, our lips moving in rhythm with my hands raking down his back, pulling at his hair, squeezing his shoulders. My legs tightened around his waist drawing him in tighter against me. Somehow he still managed to continue his tantalizing thrusts inside of me as his hips rocked back and forth to meet mine.
"I've never felt anything greater than this, Rieka," Evander gasped as our lips pulled away. His eyes were shut as he continued to drive his impressive length in and out of me. "I'd do it all for you," I gasped out, my hands falling to the sheets to clench them again. My body took every relentless and ruthless thrust he gave me, the burn and fireworks inside of me only increasing under his command.
"I'm gonna-"
"I know baby, me too, I feel it too," Evander cut me off as his pace got sloppier yet he continues to drive into me, never failing. Even the simple pet name had my heart clenching. With one final thrust, his tip hitting the depth of me and I was shoved off the edge.
A moan rolled off my lips as I came. His body collapsed on me as I felt his juices soak me up, coming only seconds after me. We both were breathless in complete euphoria as the warmth flood through our bodies.
"That was-" I tried to make out. I couldn't process anything.
"I'm giving you ten minutes and we're doing that all over again."
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