Dedicated to Touching

⚠️Mild sexual content ahead

Listen to "Lust for life" by Lana del Rey ft the weekend

"Elisabeth.."

Those large hands settled on the frail skin of my bare waist, caging me but not ready to offer any exigency.

"We can't." his voice defined a man who recognized the extense of his helplessness, the weakness and was pleading for mercy.

I found myself breathing through parted lips as I stared at him, waiting for the act that would send us both into absolute overdrive.

All Enos needed to do was take the leap, bury me beneath him and surrender to the desires of his aroused flesh.

My lips were ghosting his own in shallow breathes, so close but yet held back by the strength of his clasp on me.

Enos was heated, the tattooed surface of his skin was coated with in red. He wanted this, badly so.

I coaxed invitingly, "There is so much more we can do to rid the frustrations. Just take everything out on my body." I enticed him with a gentle tone. "I don't mind the pain."

I curled my small fingers around his wrist and guided his firm hand to my spread thighs, moving him upwards slowly.

Enos swallowed, hard.

"Betty stop." My name rolled off his tongue, sending shivers down my petite spine.

I loosened my grip on his wrist, but Enos did not withdraw those deceptive hands from me.

Vanished was that tough demeanor in his faithful being, he was now desperately clinging to his virtue which was slowly dimishing into madness for me.

"You have too much power for your own good." Enos was gratifying my body as though I was the most tempting thing he'd ever touched. His eyes were spreading me open and shamelessly exploring.

"Mmmmh.." I hummed from the feeling of being studied carefully with appreciative eyes. My nearly naked flesh aching to be tasted.

"But as much as I need to be with you, the consequences are far too critical. We'll only complicate things." He reminded.

I laughed in a tipsy derisive fashion and promptly proceeded to lure him.

I grabbed the fabric of his shirt and slightly pushed it down, revealing his taut chest and planting my lips there, kissing gently.

Enos groaned, pleasure enticing him to claim me as I stopped and looked at him.

His glistening eyes fell to my heaving breasts for a second, an act that fed my wounded ego.

"I don't wish to use you." Enos said honestly. "You mean more than just a simple night fuck."

I embraced my clouded judgement and moved to his ear, whispering in it. "If you truly desire me as you claimed, prove it."

Again, his eyes glinted with an instant impulse. His hands framed the base of my back, keeping me against him with no resistance to doing whatever I wanted. So I started kissing his neck, very gently sucking on the pulsing skin of his collarbone.

His hold got stronger, fingers pressing on my back. As I said, I don't mind the pain.

"We might regret this." He warned me.

"To hell with that." I replied, sticking my tongue out to lick his earlobe before biting it.

Enos grunted in denial but with intense satisfaction as he grabbed my chin so I'd face him.

The way he was looking at me made my hormones erupt in excitement. Its been so long.

My arms engulfed his neck, attaching myself to his appealing hard frame. His grasp on my chin tightened as he pre-emptively grabbed my hair.

I like that.

It was obvious, Enos was a few seconds away from breaking and giving in to the inevitable. I could feel his bulge growing larger against my butt as he stared deeply into my eyes. As though communicating with a lost soul.

"Enos....Please_"

The alluring man drew me in for a hard, deep, passionate kiss that had me bursting with neediness. A wave of intimacy exploded through me as we enjoyed the mouth to mouth contact, creating an unconditional urge to please each other in every single way.

"Nghhhhh..." A loud, lustful moan left me and entered his mouth.

Enos bit my bottom lip and then proceeded lower, trailing steamy kisses on my neck with an impatience that drove me insane.

I might have awoken his hunger.

"You feel so amazing." He praised while his hands searched every inch of my body like a map. "Better than I imagined."

"Aaahhhh..." I shut my eyes.

Enos's logical thoughts were deliberately thrown out of the window as that warm tongue tasted me while grabbing a handful of my butt and squeezing tightly.

I was taking off my bra now.

Enos quickly stopped me.

Before he could protest, I began to sway my hips, moving sensually on his lap thus creating immense friction with his crotch.

Enos released a husky moan, silencing himself.

I let my breasts free for him.

"Betty," he adored, right before burying his face in between my tits, licking and sucking whatever he could reach. Using the skillfulness of his teeth and tongue, Enos was drowning me in pleasure that got me gasping for air.

I was already soaking with heavy juices on my panties, "Eno__ Ahhhhh......slow do__nghhh." Moan after moan echoed in the living room as he dragged his tongue so magnificently along the nipples of my breasts while massaging my bottoms.

The thought of how good it'd feel to have that wet tongue swaying between my legs energized me.

Enos was slowly making his descent, leaning me backwards so he may access my stomach.

Enos's skin was growing uncontrollably hot, I trembled under his demands.

I pleaded desperately, "Please...I need you so badly______" Slipping one hand down the front of his pants, squeezing his big aching bulge.

He groaned desirably.

"Look at me." He ordered, so I did. Panting heavily as my eyes landed on his swollen lips.

Enos removed something from the pocket of his pants, showing it to me.

"What is that?" I managed to speak over the arousal.

It was a pill of some sort.

"Do you trust me?" He calmly questioned.

I nodded to agree.

For me, the lines between common sense and lust were already blurry.

Enos placed his fingers on my cheeks, prompting me to open up and then guiding me to swallow the pill.

But for Enos, those lines were still very clear.

"It should get you to sleep." He announced. "I can't allow myself to have sex with you in this circumstances because the regret is far more greater than the pleasure." He sounded pained.

"What...?" I meant for my voice to be retorted and angry but it was a small whisper.

"Its for the best." Enos assured before I blacked out in his arms.

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