Chapter 21: Her Way

Are we out of stories to tell?” Eve asked Elvin as they laid next to each other naked on the bed.

They both laughed.

“I can’t think of one, now,” Elvin said. “I’m still recovering from the joy of your lips.” He turned to face her. “Really, you know how to use them.”

“Thank you,” Eve said, and sent a hand down between his thighs.

Elvin smiled. “You never seem to tire.”

Eve arched a brow. “You’re the one who said he was addicted. Or did I steal your title, champion?”

“I’ve not been the one pleading for the ecstasy to stop.”

“With good reason. You don’t seem to give me room to breathe.”

Elvin chuckled.

“Even you can’t stand that much pleasure, Elvin,” she said.

“You think?” he asked.

“Yes.”

Elvin knew he couldn’t. “It wouldn’t hurt to try.”

“Okay. Not to make it unfair, I’m going to sit on you, so that way, I can equally please myself.”

“Someone seems determined.”

“It’s all to prove that I’m right. You can’t handle half of what women do handle. You’ll lose your mind or pass out.”

“Let’s do it then,” Elvin said. “Let’s begin with the sixty-nine.”

“Seeing you get hard is all I need to get me wet,” Eve said, “Telling me would do the trick too as well. But seeing it is better.”

“This is out of the game. I just want to taste you.”

Eve gave him a studying look. “Okay, then. You’re already hard. I just want you in my mouth. I like kissing the tip.”

“It’s a very sensitive spot.”

“We have that,” Eve said. She stood and positioned herself on him with her legs on either side.

Elvin sent both hands to grab her waist, assisting her by settling her cherry right over his mouth.

When she closed her lips around him, and pushed down, Elvin stuck out his wet tongue and drove it into her. Eve moaned as she tasted him, and Elvin masterfully used his tongue to incite pleasure in her.

She could handle a climax, Elvin thought. He would use that to usher her to more heights of pleasure.

Relaxing his head against the pillow, he licked two fingers, slipped them in her, and began to thrust in. Eve stilled herself, spasms of pleasure coursed through her. She let out a low deep cry, her hips jerked, and her body shook.

She released him from her mouth, and kissed his shaft, Elvin continued to dig deeper into her well. Satisfying with three climaxes, and a wonderful squirt, Eve turned and went to sit on him with shaky legs.

Elvin observed she wanted to say something, but she found not the words for it. He settled her on him, and he filled her up.

Eve was breathing hard; Elvin drew her down for a kiss. He began to move inside her, and each thrust made her moan.

“Oh, my,” Eve said, and stared at him seductively. “What did you intend? Weaken me so I wouldn’t be able to prove you wrong?”

“The thought crossed my mind,” Elvin said.

Eve began to grind on his erection. She moved like a dancer, locking her gaze with Elvin as he gradually began to lose him.

Elvin groaned.

“You like that?” Eve asked.

“Uh, uh.”

“Sweet.”

Yes, she had tasted sweet, and he had savored every bit of her. What she did was tempting enough for him to pull out from her, lay her on her back, and take her till he found his need. But would he be able to control him? How could he even think of control now she was stirring a fire deep inside him?

“Eve!”

“Yes, Elvin.”

“You mean everything to me?”

Eve paused what she was doing.

“I mean it,” he added.

“You have to take me out on a date, remember?” Eve said.

“I know. I just need you to know.”

Eve knew that he was serious. She could see it in his eyes. Really, he needed her. But to her, she wasn’t etched deep in his skull. She knew any man who the truth of her deed was revealed to, he would flare-up.

She rocked her hips forward and backward. She didn’t want that for her and Elvin. If she had her way, she wouldn’t let him know, and this, she would transform into what it was always wanted to be. And it was her intention to have her way.

Eve felt Elvin hard inside her, and for a man who sure did have control, was he beginning to lose it with her. She didn’t stop rocking her hips.

For a brief moment, she felt him go limp inside her, but as his eyes opened, he began to grow hard. She had never had that effect on her other partners. What was so special about Elvin, and why had she gone this length to try him out?

She stopped rocking and began to move up and down on his hard, fleshy length. She moved with a speed that had her legs cramping, still, he was hard inside her.

Eve feared Elvin would win the challenge. And this was the least thing she wanted.

She came several times on him. Changing movements, sometimes riding slow, and tried so hard to take Elvin to the point where he’d beg, but he remained adamant, and really, he was good in her.

“I think you’re addicted,” Eve said.

She was always addicted to him. With her, there was no need to be modest. Elvin. She was like a drug that gave one pleasant dream, filling them with fantasies…

But this was not a fantasy. This was real life.

“What’s on your mind?” Eve asked.

Elvin sighed. “Just wondering how you’d feel knowing I’ve not ejaculated.”

“You keep surprising me.”

Perhaps. But at the moment, he wasn’t sure he was going to last long anymore. He had made her see his point, and she had indeed lost this.

He would probably see this as his victory. It’s all Eve wanted him to see. To enjoy what came next, best she lets him believe he had won.