Chapter 24: Mad Desire

Eve lifted her hips to ease his entry. She was wet, and in mad desire of him. But Elvin was lingering his torture to her down there. “Don’t kill me before I finally have you.”

Elvin smiled. “Seeing how bad you’ve been to me, it’s not a request I’m inclined to fulfill immediately. I must have fun too.” And really, he was having his fun with her.

Eve’s breathing quickened, and she was clutching the sheet as he used the head of his sex to lightly caress her wet slits. “Surely, that should have some form of effect on you?”

“Yes, it does.”

“Why not stop with the teasing and just come inside me already?”

“Remember the new game? You’ll ask me to marry you before this lockdown is over.”

“And you intend to use this means of torture to make me—”

Eve couldn’t finish. Her words stopped mid-sentence as Elvin took one deep thrust into her, and she let out a moan, arching her back to him and parting her legs further, allowing him to go deeper. He filled her up, and she sucked in air. She felt his hand on her waist, and not waiting for him to please her, she began moving her waist in a circular motion.

“The sight of you is pleasing to behold,” Elvin said. “I fear this will never go old. And I hope it doesn’t.” He moaned.

Eve saw him lean forward, and he kissed her. She returned his kiss with passion and drew him nearer by sending both arms around him, clasping his back, holding on for support as his hips kept moving back and pushing forward, driving her wild with pleasure.

“You owe me a story,” Elvin said against her lips.

“I can’t think,” Eve said. She sighed, letting out a soft warm breath.

“Try.”

“How about fiction? Something not real?”

And deeper he kept thrusting into her.

Eve searched for a story, but her mind was limited to the pleasurable sensation Elvin’s sex created, which coursed through her body. His fingers ran through her hair, and again, he kissed her. He kissed her neck, and her legs were beginning to stiffen.

Suddenly, he pulled out of her and went down to her breasts. He kissed each nipple, licked, tasted, and savored both beautiful plumps like something made from sugar, and he took his time.

“You just denied me an orgasm,” Eve said, running a hand through her hair. “Oh, Elvin.”

His lips kept working on her breasts, he sent an arm down between her legs, and she squirmed. His other arm caressed the side of her body. Two of his fingers gently slid into her wetness, and sweetly, they began to stroke her in there. Her muscles tightened and clamp around his finger.

“You’re beautiful, Eve,” she heard him say.

Eve sucked in air and let out a moan. Each time she did this with him, this sex act, she felt him going deeper and deeper, taking a strong foothold in her, and while this wasn’t good for her since she needed more control over him, she couldn’t say no. She felt soon, he’d be in her head, able to see everything. She intended to tell him nothing. No, she wouldn’t. That’s why secrets were secrets. But this. This could make her unravel and expose herself. She didn’t want to lose him. And even if she would lose hold over a bit of herself, she would retain control over this.

Her hips pushed forward, and he removed his finger as she began to squirt. She made a low cry as her body spasmed after each squirt. He released her breasts and looked at her.

“You wet the bed,” Elvin said.

“Surely, there’s another,” Eve said, trying to catch her breath.

Her gaze was to the ceiling when he said something, and she didn’t hear him. Next, his tongue was in her, going deep, and deep, till it could go no longer. Eve couldn’t deny that the soft, wet part of him was causing confusion in her.

“What did you say?” she managed to ask.

Temporarily, he pulled out of her and said, “I said I’m going to go down on you now.” And he returned his tongue to where it had been.

Eve felt his breath warm, and harsh against her, and her hips kept rising and falling. He was feeding off her juices, and tasting her wet walls, making her squirm. Eve kept shivering through different heights of pleasure, and she was breathing hard.

Her body was spasmodic from a massive climax when she felt him slip inside her. He began making deep thrusts, traces of her wetness on him made his sex gleam, and Eve totally lost herself in the sensation.

She moaned, and he kissed her. He used the tip of his tongue to tease her neck, side of her face, earlobe, and open mouth, running it along her lips. His hand went between their bodies, touching the cleft of her pleasure, and she shivered.

Her body stiffened as he kept going deeper and deeper into her. She was dissolving into madness, truly becoming one with the stars. She feared if he didn’t stop, or give her a moment to recollect herself, she wouldn’t be able to recognize anything after this.

“Elvin,” she uttered one last time as she climaxed.

Like an answer to her wish, she felt him come inside her, and this gave her one last climax. She was sweaty, grateful he found his pleasure, and amazed that she hadn’t lost it. Was he getting so good at this?

“You complete me, Eve,” Elvin said, his breathing still harsh. He kissed her. “You complete me. You can’t say no to me forever, and you know it.”

Perhaps, what she needed to do was lift the lockdown so they could go their separate ways, enabling her time to recover from his current frequent love attacks.

“You’re beautiful,” he said. “Can’t you see I find you irresistible, and can’t control myself around you? Always, I want to please you.”

And there was her answer. She would have to call off the lockdown. She needed some time to have a good night’s rest with no form of sex. Even though she knew his motive behind this. It was the only way she could win.