Chapter 11: Wet Game

Elvin and Eve laid on the bed with their gazes to the ceiling, and they shared a moment of silence. It would be the first time Eve laid next to Elvin in his shirt, but he wasn’t sure he was pleased with the idea.

He felt like he had trapped himself suggesting she put on something, for now, he wanted her with nothing on, and he felt embarrassed to say it. Sure, he had shared some intimate moments with her, but he didn’t want her giving sex to him because he wanted it, but because she wanted to.

“I know you won,” Eve broke the silence, “but I hate sleeping with clothes on.”

Joy graced Elvin’s heart, but he didn’t want to show it. “What do you want to do?”

“What do you want me to do?”

That was tempting, and it took his mind to a lot of things. “You can remove the shirt.”

“Thanks.”

He missed the smile on her face.

Eve stood from the bed and unbuttoned the shirt, and all this time, she had her back to Elvin. He watched as the shirt gently came off, and she dropped it in the used clothes basket.

Elvin looked away just as she turned, and seductively, she walked up to the bed and laid next to him.

“I didn’t take you for a gentleman, Elvin,” Eve said.

Elvin felt the heat of her body. No, he didn’t want to be a gentleman. He wanted to get out of his briefs, kiss, caress, and ride her till exhaustion claimed him. “I don’t want to be,” he said.

“Then, why do you resist looking at me?”

Elvin didn’t say anything. The darkness and her sultry voice were doing things to him that he found himself hard beneath the sheet.

“Let’s play a game,” Eve said.

Elvin didn’t say a thing.

“I’m going to send my hands between your legs,” Eve said, “and if I find you hard, you’re going to ride me.”

Nice one. On a normal day, before she traces her fingers down to his thigh, he would already be hard. But this game, he had very well lost it, and this beautiful night, he saw himself riding her.

Eve sent her hands down his body, and she felt him stiffen. She reached into his briefs and found him hard, and there was no need to smile for somehow, she had seen it through the sheet as she made her way to the bed.

He was hard and desired her. Was he shy to say how he really felt? Well, it didn’t matter. Maybe in some other game, she would put him on the spot to say how he truly feels. But for now, she has him, and her hand moved against his shaft.

Elvin turned sideways, and pulling the cover down, his lips met hers. Her hands kept moving along his shaft, and his hand moved between their bodies to caress her. He touched her breasts, circled his finger around her nipples, then trailed down between her thighs.

Their kiss became ferocious, threatening to devour them, and their pleasure was insatiable. Eve gently parted her legs to give him easy access, and the erotic strokes and moves he made with his fingers made her arch her body to him.

“That’s good,” Eve said. “Put your fingers inside.”

Elvin obeyed and a moan escaped her lips as he slid into her wetness. He thrust his fingers within her, and she anticipated him deep in her.

Eve and Elvin’s breathing quickened from their kiss, and occasionally, Eve found herself gasping. Her heart thumped hard beneath her chest, and pleasure coursed through her body. She wanted Elvin to shove his hardness into her, but at the same time, she didn’t want him to stop the magical thrusting of his fingers.

“I want you,” Eve whispered against his lips.

“But you’ve not come,” Elvin said.

To hell with that. She wanted him. “Please.”

“Okay.”

She led him between her thighs, and moving her hips closer, she set his tip against her slits. She ran it along, and she heard him give a low groan. She was restraining the feel, but soon, she too moaned, and she guided him in.

Elvin encouraged her by going deeper into her wetness, and he watched her eyes close. He returned to kissing her, then he began to move.

Their lips were at work, and their moans and groans were uneven. Their hands caressed each other’s body, and the gentle rocking of his hips made him enjoy the feel of her.

She got wetter and wetter, and slowly, Elvin went deeper. Soon, Eve began to shake, he felt her contract around him.

“Ah, that’s so good,” Eve said with each slow, deliberate stroke he took.

Elvin temporarily left her lips and moved to her neck, he kept going deeper. She held onto him as one would for dear life, and her breathing and moans against his ears encouraged him. He was definitely doing something right.

“Yes, yes, ah, right there, right there,” Eve said.

“You’re beautiful,” Elvin said.

Perhaps, it was the charm of the night that made this different. It hadn’t been so on their first night. A night that would forever be remembered.

Elvin felt himself close to the edge, and he didn’t stop. He kept moving in her, enjoying her sign, and the soft wet sounds coming between her legs. Her sighs, and her hands against his body, caressing his back made him press deeper, and Eve said, “Deeper. Deeper. Ah.”

“I’m glad I can please,” Elvin said.

He was coming, and he could feel it. With a free hand, he cupped her breast, and returned his kiss to her lips. She was perfect, and Elvin wished there was a way he could let her know.

“You’re perfect,” he whispered against her breast, hoping she heard him.

Elvin moved harder, then he emptied himself in her. Eve held tight, and he did so too.

“I love you,” he whispered, and when he realized what he had said, it was too late to take it back.

All he could do was wish she hadn’t heard that.