Chapter 206 Deadly Allure

Chapter 206 Deadly Allure

"You—" Terrence had no way to deal with her. He pulled her up, his large hand gripping her waist, his fingertips rubbing back and forth over the smooth, sensitive small of her back. He spoke in her ear with an almost devilish whisper, "Eleanor, you'd better remember this moment. Just don't beg for mercy later."

"I won't beg for mercy..."

The moment the words left her lips, his hungry kiss came down on her.

The temperature in the bedroom rose rapidly.

Terrence kissed her deeply, his tongue sweeping over her lips and teeth, tangling with her tongue in her mouth. The whole kiss was long and lingering.

His hands didn't stop either, roaming back and forth over the sensitive places on her body.

"Mm..."

Eleanor's moans were low and alluring, drilling into his ears like an aphrodisiac in the quiet room.

Terrence's gaze was deeper than the night.

"Eleanor—"

He murmured her name over and over, his thin lips leaving one obvious kiss mark after another on her delicate skin.

Eleanor's body went soft in his arms like it was melting. She felt a strong craving deep in her body for his touch, longing to be filled.

This emptiness almost drowned her.

Eleanor grabbed his hand and placed it on her chest. She tilted her neck back and breathed softly in his ear, "Terry, touch it. It misses you."

These words were undoubtedly lighting him on fire.

"Okay." Terrence's voice was low and hoarse.

The next second, his large hand kneaded her breast. He could clearly feel her body trembling slightly.

The darkness in Terrence's eyes deepened even more.

The sensation through the fabric was far from enough for him.

His large hand stopped at the buttons of her shirt, his voice low and husky as he asked in her ear, "May I?"

She didn't answer.

Her silence was the most direct answer.

Terrence unbuttoned her shirt one button at a time. The curves of Eleanor's chest were suddenly exposed to his view.

His gaze turned even darker. One sweep over her gorgeous, sexy body and he was already hard, needing her to relieve the ache thudding low in his body.

"Eleanor." He murmured her name in a low voice, lowering his head to bite at her neck, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily.

"Mm..." A low moan escaped from Eleanor's lips that she couldn't suppress.

Terrence's hands weren't idle either. He reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. Her breasts were completely exposed, swaying slightly in his view. His palm covered them.

The soft sensation made him almost unable to stop.

He couldn't help but shift his attention. His thin lips moved down from her neck bit by bit, soon arriving at her chest. Those two pink nipples were right before his eyes.

"So captivating."

As soon as the words left his mouth, Terrence uncontrollably took her nipple in his mouth and skillfully licked it.

Eleanor felt her nipple being rolled by his wet, hot tongue and then sucked. A wave of intense pleasure instantly surged through her body. She grabbed his hair in restless arousal, unable to help making sounds, "Mm—Terry—"

Her voice sounded like it was somewhere between pain and pleasure.

Terrence's tongue licked back and forth over the tips of both her breasts, unwilling to stop for even a moment.

The intense pleasure like an electric current was driving Eleanor crazy. She felt her nipples becoming burning hot without realizing it, while Terrence's tongue kept stimulating them.

Low moans spilled from her mouth one after another.

Terrence watched as her nipples were licked wet and shiny by his tongue, gradually changing from their original soft pink to becoming engorged and erect, even more adorable.

By now, his robe had long since come open without him noticing, and her upper body was completely exposed to his view without any clothing covering it.

Terrence lowered his head and took her nipple in his mouth again, licking it over and over with burning intensity.

"Ah... so... good..."

Hearing Eleanor's broken gasps and moans, Terrence felt the discomfort somewhere in his body grow even worse. He couldn't help but pull her hand over and press it directly against his already tight, hard penis.

"Uh—" Eleanor's palm trembled from the heat. She lowered her head, her gaze falling down.

Terrence's thick penis suddenly entered her view.

Eleanor swallowed dryly.

Even though she'd seen it before, his size still took her breath away.

He was too big.

If he really slid inside her, could her body possibly take all of him?

Eleanor couldn't help but let her thoughts wander.

But Terrence could no longer hold back. He grabbed her hand and moved it up and down on his penis.

Eleanor felt that thick penis twitching slightly in her palm, getting hotter and hotter.

"Terry, your cock is so hot."

"Mm, because it's craving you." Terrence's voice was hoarse to the extreme. He lowered his head again and kissed her lips with unbearable need.

The two kissed inseparably.

Terrence no longer restrained himself. He reached out to undo the skirt beneath her, then removed those sexy panties...

Eleanor's beautiful body was completely exposed before his eyes.

"So beautiful." Terrence let out a satisfied low sigh. His kisses moved down again, no longer staying at her chest, but continuing downward, arriving at that area between her legs.

Terrence's burning gaze almost scorched her.

Eleanor's face had completely flushed red. She shyly reached out to cover herself down there.

"Don't... don't look."

Terrence raised his head, gazing deeply into her shy eyes, "Eleanor, why won't you let me look?"

How could she answer that?

"Stop asking." Eleanor glared at him in embarrassment. She turned her face to the side and shakily uttered one word, "Ugly."

Since having children, she always felt her body was no longer perfect.

Before, Harold couldn't even be bothered to touch her when the lights were off... After having children, he almost never approached her on his own initiative.

Terrence pried away her covering hand, his gaze burning, but his voice especially firm, "Eleanor, you're not ugly there at all. On the contrary, in my eyes it's beautiful. Every part of you is beautiful."

These words were too devastating for her.

Even though she knew this sounded like bedroom talk, coming from Terrence's mouth, she believed he was sincere in this moment. At least in his world, this was how he saw her.

"Terrence."

Eleanor raised her hand to touch his face, her eyes full of love.

"I'm here."

Terrence met her gaze. His large hand covered the back of her hand on his face, the deep affection in his eyes unconcealed.

"Eleanor, I love you."

Eleanor's heart jolted violently.

She hadn't expected him to suddenly confess at a time like this.

Terrence didn't stop, "You're wonderful. You don't need to be insecure about your body at all."

"I just..." Eleanor's lips parted slightly.

Terrence pressed his other hand against her lips, not letting her continue. His eyes were full of sincerity and tenderness, "You should know that to me, your whole being is like an addictive drug that I can't leave."

Eleanor propped herself up, her eyes slightly red, her hands cupping his face, "Terrence, thank you for loving me."

Originally, she had long since completely lost hope in lovers, in marriage...

But then he appeared.

In her already dried up, numb heart, he gradually poured in warmth bit by bit, making that heart revive again, as if flowers were blooming once more...

Terrence pressed his forehead against hers, a low sigh escaping his throat, "Eleanor, I should be thanking you. Thank you for being willing to open yourself up and accept my love."