Chapter 128 Yearn For You
Theron’s Point of View
Eden was drunk; it was so obvious. I mean, she was talking dirty. Even though I liked her when she was this wild, I wanted to also see her wild and dirty when she isn’t drunk as well.
“Do you want to be punished so badly?” I asked teasingly, and she propelled herself on her knees, leaning further into me.
“Of course,” She whispered before bringing her lips to my ears and licking them. I felt myself stiffen, blood was rushing in the part of my body that was dangerously waiting and anticipating her.
Calm down, Theron. I urged myself, if I don’t restrain myself right now, then the driver might have to watch pornography in real life; I don’t think he would enjoy voyeurism, though.
He gets uncomfortable with the conversations we usually have in the car, but he tries his best to remain professional through it.
As his boss, I should be considerate as well.
I removed her hands that were twisted around my neck and pulled her back softly.
“Are you not worried about the driver today?” I asked, and her head turned back in the driver’s direction, and she giggled as she looked back at me.
Her eyes had darkened with lust, and I loved how beautiful the corruption in her formerly innocent eyes was.
Eden and I suit each other perfectly. Even though we were opposites, we didn’t outrightly reject each other; she gave me some of her light, and I shared my darkness with her.
We were a twilight of balance.
“Let him watch.” She whispered back. I raised an eyebrow in surprise, and without hesitation, in the blink of an eye, she slammed her lips against mine.
Her knees sank into the soft leather of the car seat, she leaned into my body, and I held her waist delicately as she deepened the kiss.
I can’t express just how much I liked her being in control, her hot tongue fought against mine, and I just let her dominate me—I didn’t try to fight back, because I didn’t want to win.
She asks, I give.
And if she wants, I will just let her take it all.
I wanted her to have all control over me. I wanted her to own me, all of me. I wanted to belong to her.
If she wanted me to bark, then I would fucking become her dog.
If she were an artist, I would be her canvas.
If she were the sun, I would be the sky that holds her.
If she is fire, I would be the thing she burns.
If she is destruction, I want to be completely ruined, doomed, and damned with no saving grace.
There isn’t anything I wouldn’t do to be held in the arms of this woman. Her fingers slid down towards my chest, and I felt goosebumps peeling on my skin. I tightened and flushed, every sensitive part of my body reacting to her touch. Her hands headed dangerously down to my belt.
She broke the kiss, and I opened my eyes.
“Honey.” She moaned against my lips, her teeth grazing them before she bit me. The pain came quickly, but soon blended into something sickly exciting.
I felt my dick twitch painfully in my pants, and I wanted her to bite me again, to hurt me again, to claim me with her teeth.
To leave her marks on me, so the world can know who I belonged to.
“Please, say it again,” I begged, looking into her eyes that stared back at me fearlessly.
“Honey?”
I shut my eyes, my head leaning back.
She trailed soft kisses towards my neck, biting me softly as she trailed them. She popped the buttons on my shirt, and I felt a stiff groan escape my lips when she took my nipples in her hot mouth.
I think I felt the car stop moving, but I was too overstimulated to care about the reason. The only thing in my world right now is Eden.
Her touch. Her voice. Her lips. Her body against mine.
“Boss.” I heard the driver’s voice, but it was distant. “We are at your home, sir.”
“You may leave. Thank you for your service.” I said breathlessly, and almost immediately, I heard the door close. We were finally alone.
I couldn’t stop her anymore. She began to unbuckle my belt, she unzipped my pants, lessening the pain from my dck straining against the material of my pants.
Her hands slid inside my boxers, she found my dck, I held her eyes, and she brought it out fearlessly. Her face was flushed, and without hesitation or warning, she fixed me in her mouth.
She coated me with her heat, as I filled up her mouth, and she began to move. She seemed to have learned from the first time, or she probably practiced in her free time.
That didn’t seem to matter now that her head bobbed up and down against my hips, my breath came out in short pants, pleasure shot through my body, I lifted my shirt, so I could see clearly.
“Ugh!” A rough groan escaped my lips, and I could feel my heart thudding without control in my chest. “Fuck.”
Her beautiful blonde hair sprawled, covering her face, and some strands of it tickled the skin of my stomach. I reached for her hair, my fingers sinking into her scalp, gathering all the hair that fell around her face, holding it up for her.
I wanted to see her face as she sucked and licked me like I was her favorite meal. And worship this magnificent sight before me, the more I looked, the hornier I became, and the more I wanted.
And then, without warning, her eyes raised to look at me, and I felt my heart stop in my chest.
Fuck.
I think her pretty eyes were the most sensual of the moment, the way her eyes seduced me while her cheeks were swollen with my dick and her mouth filled with me.
I needed her to stop right now, or I will fucking cum.