Page 128 of An Unholy Affair
Jesus fucking Christ. ‘No! God—No!’ He drew in a ragged breath, closing his eyes and gritting his teeth. He was the king of control in the bedroom, but right now, he was about to blow faster than a teenager. His heart was pounding in every part of him, pulsing against the inside of his skin, pressing on his skull, and pumping with urgent beats in his throbbing cock.
He took another deep breath, pursing his lips as he exhaled, then opened his eyes.
‘Eveline, it’s incredible. You’re driving me insane and I’m not going to last much longer if you keep doing that.’
Her face lit up. ‘Well, in that case…’ She let go and stepped off the bed.
Where are you going?!
She laughed. ‘Don’t look so panicked. I’m not doing a runner. I just thought I might now take off my clothes?’
He nodded so fast she became a blur. ‘Yes, yes, definitely, one hundred per cent yes.’
She smiled at him, slowly undoing the buttons of her shirt.
Off! Off! Off!
Underneath was a white lacy bra, her nipples poking through, pink and hard. She stopped moving and his eyes flicked to hers. Running her fingers down her throat towards her breasts, she watched him intently. He tracked the movement with laser focus, holding his breath until the tips of her fingers grazed across her nipples and her breath caught.
‘Eveline,’ he choked, his mouth watering, wishing he was free to grab her and suck the tight buds into his mouth. ‘I need to touch you.’
Unhooking her bra, she tossed it to the ground, and cupped her breasts as if presenting them to him. ‘Not yet,’ she replied, her voice unsteady. She rolled her nipples between her fingers and thumbs, sucking in another short breath, her eyelids fluttering.
‘One day, soon,’ he growled. ‘You’re going to make yourself come for the first time and I’m going to watch.’
Her nostrils flared slightly and her cheeks flushed.
‘And then I’m going to tieyouup and drive you as fucking insane as you’re making me.’
She gasped, tugging on her nipples as she stared at him.
‘Would you like that, Eveline?’
Her nod was tentative, then definitive.
‘Good. Now get the rest of your clothes off. I want to see you.’
He could see how turned on she was—any earlier sass replaced with yielding need. She shimmied out of her skirt, then hooked her thumbs inside the edge of her pants, pulling them away from her hips and letting them drop to the floor.
‘Pick them up.’
She looked shocked, but did as he asked.
‘Are they wet?’
Running her thumb across the gusset, she nodded, her blush deepening.
‘Bring them here.’
‘W-why?’
‘You’ve got two choices, Eveline. I want to see. Or preferably, you can sit on my face and I can get what I need straight from the source.’
Her mouth dropped open into a perfect ‘O’ and she sucked in a sharp breath.
‘What’s it to be?’
Holding the knickers in her fist, Eveline crawled onto the bed and straddled his torso. He stared between her legs at her swollen pussy, the cherry red nub of her clit. His cock bounced angrily against his stomach, demanding entry to the party.
