Page 75 of The Villain

My tongue twines with his, matching his intensity perfectly. My entire body hums with pleasure from the slick contact. He presses himself against me fully, holding nothing back. His erection feels hard enough to bruise my stomach. I distantly wonder if it’s painful. I hope it is.

He tears his lips away and meets my eyes. The gray orbs are darker than I’ve ever seen them. Like clouds moving in, ready to pour rain down on me. His pupils are blown as he licks his lips, accidentally stroking mine as well.

“Evie,” my name is a guttural grunt as his hips shift against me, a subtle thrust that makes him grimace.

I stroke my hands down his sides to tug at the waistband of his pants. Circling the edge with my fingertips, they meet in the middle and work open the button as he sucks in a hard breath. I undo it with a smile as he pants for air.

“You’re sensitive,” I whisper and slowly cup his length in my hands. His hips jerk in response. I smooth a hand over him, rubbing in a barely there caress.

He doesn’t answer me as he draws back to watch my hands.

“I liked the show before, but I think this is a little better. I have permission to touch,” I press my lips to his throat, my voice going deeper, more breathy as I hold his aching hardness in my palm.

“Fuck, baby. You should have come inside,” he groans. His hands grip the sides of my shirt and pull me closer. I hear a faint tear as fabric rips.

“If I had known you’d give me permission nothing would have stopped me.”

“Let’s go,” he says in a strained groan.

“No. I’ve waited long enough for this. You’re being very good. I’m going to show you how much I approve.”

“What?” He sounds halfway to laughing and begging at the same time.

I slowly, carefully pull down his zipper.

He presses his forehead to mine and groans my name.

I open the flaps and look down at him, dislodging his stance. His underwear makes me sigh.

“This anime I know,” I tell him smugly.

“What?” He chokes out in surprise.

“You’re going to have to start going out in your pajamas again. I’ve missed seeing your personality on full display. I like the hidden version too, though. You don’t have to play that game alone anymore.”

His light chuckle turns into a grunt when I rub across his erection with one less layer between us. I put my palm over his hard heat, feeling the wet spot from his precum. The fact that he’s that ready for this thrills me. My other hand joins, pushing his boxers and pants down enough until I can feel skin. He’s even hotter bare and his hips jerk in reaction to my touch.

“Look how perfect you are,” I breathe heavily, holding his cock down for us both to look. His skin is burning with heat and so silky in my hands.

I feel a subtle pluck at the back of my bra from under my shirt. When he doesn’t find a snap I grin at him.

“Sports bra,” I kiss his cheek and take my hands away from him.

“Wait,” he snaps and pulls me back into him for a devouring kiss.

“Shh,” I hiss across his wet lips. “I’m getting you a place to sit down, not bailing.”

He kisses me again so hard our teeth clash. His lips are like a drug. I can’t get enough. He’s violent and begging at the same time. A perfect combination.

“Come on,” I breathe harshly, my voice almost gone with excitement. I wrap an arm around his waist and the other hand goes to his erection, stroking as I begin pulling him back with me.

“I don’t want to sit down,” he tells me through quick presses of his lips. Yet, he’s moving easily, following my steps.

“I want you to be comfortable. Be good for me,” I remind him with a lick across his lower lip.

He grunts with frustration as I reach back and pull a chair away from the table.

“You’re pissing me off,” he mutters with a glare that doesn’t sit right enough on his face to be true.

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