Chapter 48—Eve’s Yes

Gently, he rocked his waist backward and forward, holding her gaze which temporarily opened, then he leaned down to take her lips. He moved in her with control, and patience, tasting her for her sweetness, like a meal that didn’t deserve to be rushed.

Elvin caressed the sides of her body, and he moved a hand to her thigh, and the other to touch the side of her face. He kept up with this, till he leaned backwards and pushed her forward for them to rest on his shoulders. This way, he could plunge deeper with each stroke he took, and skillfully he moved.

Her muscles tightened around him as he kept driving into her, and when he felt her mild clasping around him, he knew a climax was close and he increased his thrust.

Eve cried out as the pleasurable fever took her, and her legs shook wildly.

An idea came to Elvin, and knowing what he was getting himself into, he asked, “Do you love me, Eve?”

Eve moaned an indistinctive reply.

“Honest answers, only,” he said.

“Yes, yes,” she said.

“Will you marry me?”

Eve didn’t answer immediately. Maybe, it was because she was feeling guilty, or because of the timing. Either way, he didn’t matter. He needed her reply here and now.

She was reeling from an orgasm that didn’t want to stop, and he was asking her things she probably didn’t hear.

“Please, stop, I’m sensitive,” Eve said.

And always the gentleman, Elvin stopped. “Will you marry me?” he repeated his question.

“You—you don’t know what you’re asking, Elvin.”

“Oh yes, I do know.”

“We have to sit down and talk this over.”

“Meaning you are considering it, but you just can’t bring yourself to say it?” he asked.

“Yes. I consider it every time,” she said. “That’s why I agreed to date you.”

But that’s not it. Why couldn’t she say yes now?

“I have something to say,” Elvin said. “I will make you climax in five minutes, and I won’t stop with what I’m doing till you say yes.”

“And yes isn’t the safe word, isn’t it?” Eve asked. “It’s an answer to your request.”

“Yes. See it as the last game. If I don’t make you climax in five minutes, it means I’ve lost, and if I extend the climax, you can say no as the safe word.”

Eve knew the mind was the greatest sex organ, and Elvin had a stronghold in her mind. He could definitely pull this last game off, but wanting to make it a challenge for him, merely to show him he couldn’t have all the victory, she accepted.

He used his fingers and tongue to assault her dripping core, a wicked attack, but she had her mind and…

Oh, he had already begun, and he wasn’t giving her time to resist. She could feel the build up, and this climax, she would try to hold in for as long as possible.

Eve did everything she knew she could do. She didn’t try to look down. She had her hands on the sheet, her back arched, and her eyes closed. The electricity of Elvin’s ministration shot from her core all through the rest of her body, bemusing her mind, trying to make her lose focus.

She held on for as long as she could, knowing five minutes were almost up, but then he increased his strokes, and she found herself gently slipping from the shores of reasons in the ocean of mad pleasure. She would drown here, but then she chose the answer she wanted to be on her lips if she lost, or if he won. To her, it didn’t matter. This game was over, and tomorrow, life would return to Tan Height.

Elvin never said what would happen if she held past the five minutes, and she said yes. Was that the answer she was considering? Now, she couldn’t tell. She was lost in the sea for she had finally slipped, and she was completely out of it and shaking. She must have said something, but she didn’t know what it was. Either way, Elvin didn’t stop. Instead, he stopped with the torture of his fingers and tongue, and he slid his sex into her.

Eve lost all contact with her body, for she was sailing on the softness of the clouds now. She was with the sun, and her eyes reflected the beautiful colors of the rainbow. She was out of it for minutes, shaking and wetting the bed from a large squirt, and when it was all over, she felt Elvin’s cum in her. Maybe, in time, she would let it bear fruit, but not now. Besides, if she was to marry this sex monster of a man, she needed more years of this with him without kids to worry about.

And what would happen if she got pregnant? Definitely more sex. She wouldn’t want him to stop, for sex she knew won’t be of harm to the baby. The position however was all that mattered. And yeah, spooning was perfect for such.

And after birth, maybe, they would wait for weeks for her to heal before they could continue. Could he be patient? She believed he could. She didn’t want to give him a reason to cheat. And most importantly, she had to keep looking glam to have his gaze trapped to her. She had to keep him. He would have his freedom to hang around other ladies, and she wouldn’t nag or do anything to make him think twice about marrying her.

Wait. Why was she thinking about marriage?

Elvin pulled out of her smiling, and he laid next to her. He held her sensitive body, and she felt his warm breath next to her neck, causing her to shiver.

“Thank you,” Elvin said.

“Thank you for what?” Eve asked.

“You know. Don’t act like you don’t.”

She wanted to say something, but he went on.

“You know,” he said, “when you passed the five minutes, I very well knew I had lost you, and I expected a no to see an end to it all. But then, you said yes, and my world lit up.”

Eve opened her eyes. She said yes. Crazy Elvin. He had invaded her mind after all. How could she escape that? More likely, it was the word loose on her tongue. She had won, and he too had won as well. It was a shared victory this time, no deceit involved.

“Thank you,” Elvin said, and gave her a fervent kiss.

Eve returned his kiss, as if to say, “You’re welcome.”