Athena Ramirez
Eros yanks my ass to the side of the bed. I couldn't help the grunt that slipped out of my lips at his violent motion. He’s so sturdy and dominant. Totally overpowering me. I knew I was asking for trouble by making him cum before he wanted to, and now he’s going to make me pay just like how he had spanked and punished me the other night...
The look of lust, yet power and dominance oozing out of him right now made me quiver, Eros suddenly goes in to kneel between my legs, Planting kisses along my sensitive skin, he begins just above my knee and works his way up gradually.
Every region his lips graze over lights me on fire. He licks and nips at my flesh, sending electric shocks without delay between my legs. Liquid heat pools in my core, and I moan uncontrollably.
This is his revenge. He’s taking his time, torturing me with pleasure.
Tension builds up inside of me as he glides farther up my leg. His mouth teases my internal thigh now, and the pain between my legs makes me crazy. I need more. I burn for it. My whole body trembles with desire. My hips shift towards him, urging him to kiss me where I need it the most.
But Eros takes his time, clearly placing the pace.
“Please" I beg. “I need you.”
He ignores my pleas with an evil smirk plastered on his lips. He knows exactly what he’s doing.
I can’t stand it anymore. I want release. Furthermore, I reach down with my hand to try and finger myself but almost immediately Eros quickly secures my wrist in a tight grip. He gazes into my eyes and shakes his head.
"Naughty naughty Athena, Don not rush!"He says..
I instinctly try my different hand, I couldn't hold it in any longer but he was faster. He has each of my arms clamped in one of his.
I groan in desperation. “That’s no longer fair,” I cry out.
I strive to press my thighs together, however Eros blocks the way with his body. I writhe over the bed, frantic for some kind of sensation between my legs. But there’s no comfort for me.
Eros is in complete control. “I told you. mine, all mine.”
“Yes. I’m yours. All yours. Just please, I need you"
I’ve by no means begged for anything like this in my life, however there’s no stopping myself.
Eros edges up my thigh, getting closer and closer. My hips thrash forward, trying to get to him. But each and every time I do, he pulls back, forcing me to wait.
I’m almost sobbing in desperation now. All I can do is wait for him.
Finally, his head is poised just above me. His heat breath flows over me, however it solely makes me pain more. His tongue brushes my clit and I fucking explode.
White-hot fire erupts inside me, filling my physique with a pulsing glow. I buck wildly on the bed, stuffed with the most extreme pleasure I’ve ever felt in my life.
Eros watches me come, his eyes dark with satisfaction. He releases my wrists. I’m nonetheless reeling from my orgasm when he plunges his head between my legs.
His tongue runs up my seam, ending at my hard clit. It swirls round my sensitive bud, and the pressure is again inner me. Even although he simply made me come so hard I barely knew my own name, I want extra of him. I’m now not even close to satisfied.
Eros places his whole mouth over me like he’s sucking on a ripe peach.
It feels like heaven. I tangle my fingers through his hair and pull him closer to me, urging him on. Pleasure rockets through me. His every touch feels so extreme after the gradual burn he pressured me to endure. Nothing has ever felt this good.
Until he slides his thick finger inside me. I almost shatter into a million pieces. His mouth nevertheless works my clit whilst his finger caresses my silky folds. It’s a powerful combination.
And the truth that it’s Eros doing this makes it all the greater exhilarating. Less than twenty-four hours ago, we have been just boss and assistant. Now, I'm still not aware of what we are. Although, to be honest, Eros nonetheless feels like the boss with how absolutely he controls me and my body.
Pleasure spirals up inside me, making me dizzy, disposing of all rational thought from my brain. My whole world narrows down to the sensations Eros awakens between my legs. He pushes me nearer and closer to the edge, and then I go hurtling off into space.
A wave of ecstasy washes over me. A low, animal moan escapes my throat, and my body quakes from the feeling. I can’t think. I can’t breathe. All I can do is journey the wave as it sweeps me away.
I crumple on the mattress. My heart beats too fast, and I can’t trap my breath. “Holy shit,” I control to say. “Holy. Shit.”
Eros then stood at the edge of the bed, staring at me. I can’t help but note the challenging length of him jutting from his body. Apparently, I’m not the only one who loved that performance.
He grins at me. “It’s not over yet.” Eros presses his body over mine. The thick head of his cock nestles against my throbbing pussy. He slides towards me, placing delicious stress on my pussy, but heading off my clit, which is nonetheless throbbing and pretty sensitive.
I shift my hips up into him, hungry to sense him.
Eros leans down to kiss me, lengthy and deep.
I moan into his mouth, savoring the connection between us.
Then he plunges his cock inside of me.
My head presses back against the bed, and I groan at the feeling of him filling up the empty suffering between my legs.
He starts off slow and evolved, working into me with long, easy strokes.
I experience every hard ridge of his cock inside me. Even after coming twice, this feels amazing. It’s different. He’s hitting new components of me and awakening new sensations. My respiration is ragged. Every thrust of his cock elicits a moan from my lips.
Eros smothers these moans with a kiss. His arms find mine on the bed, and his fingers intertwine with mine.
I gaze up at him, and his sapphire eyes lock on me. It’s like we’re joined bodily in every possible way. There’s a deeper intimacy to it. It’s a feeling I can’t explain, however I experience it in the marrow of my bones.
He pounds into me with a steady, maddening rhythm. Intense pleasure builds internal me with each stroke of his magnificent cock. A raging torrent floods via my veins as my hips buck under him, meeting his every thrust, letting him bury himself deeper and deeper inside me. I feel my senses slip away.
Pleasure sizzles through me like a bolt of lightning. I scream his name as I come. My body clenches around him. His hips jerk one more time, and he spasms into me, filling me with his hot cream.
Everything else in the world falls away At that moment. It’s simply the two of us, joined collectively in ecstasy.
Eros rolls off of me and sweeps me into his arms. I rest my sweaty head against his masculine chest. I hear the speedy pounding of his heartbeat. It suits my own. We lie like that for a long time, not saying anything. Just lost in this best moment.
I wake up at dawn. Eros lies subsequent to me in bed. The sheet has shifted right down to his hips and in the light from the alarm clock, his bare skin appears like gold. He appears so peaceable lying there, his chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm. I carry my head and learn about his face. His aspects are serene, his eyelashes are thick and luxurious in opposition to his cheek.
God, how can any man be so splendid?
In that moment, something turns into crystal clear: I’m falling madly inlove with Eros who's my boss and I can't help it. The reality of us being together like this is absolutely better than any of the fantasies and dreams I had about him. And the extra time we spend together, the more infatuated I’m becoming. Every smoldering smile and kisses he sends my way, and every lingering kiss simply makes me fall deeper and deeper in love.
Who can blame me?
He is actually the ladies man, a man the whole lot of women desired. Gorgeous, successful, powerful, rich, amazing in bed. He’s perfect.
Okay, he does have some faults. He’s possessive, jealous, and domineering, however humorous aspect is, I simply like those matters about him. I like that he takes total control of our relationship. That he needs me so badly, he can’t stand to see every other man flirt with me. It’s like the pull of a drug wondering that he desires me.
When he may want to have almost any girl in the world. Every single girl he’s dated has been a knockout beauty. I mean, perfect tens. They are the sort of female featured in magazines. The kind of female who are so bodily perfect, you hate them just for existing. He never dated them for lengthy though. Most of them, he went out with once, and that was it.
And I'm far cry from perfect . I appear in the replicate and I see imperfections galore. If even perfect wasn’t exact enough to hold him involved lengthy term, how full of myself would I have to be to think that I could be the woman to change him.
Now that's my toxic trait!
Thinking I could be the one and that might just be my downfall..
The only way to keep myself from getting my heart torn to ribbons when this inevitably blows up in my face is to hold and keep reminding myself in the days to come that all of this is temporary. What we have is just a enjoyable indulgence for him while he’s out of the united states and away from his actual life. This time out isn’t supposed to be a vacation, it simply feels like a holiday kind of romance. Something that burns warm and bright, but then fades nearly as quickly as it began.
So what if Eros and I are temporary?
I’ll make the most of the little time we do have together. If nothing else, this time out will be a cherished reminiscence in my historic age. A reminiscence of that wild and super week in Singapore when I was once young, carefree and in love with the most first-rate man on earth.
I curl up towards Eros. My physique melds towards his, and I appreciate the warm feeling of his skin. Just being close to him banishes my troubled thoughts. This is real. Being in bed with Eros, cuddling up against him, and feeling the ache between my legs from what we did closing night. This is happening. While his skin is against mine like this, I can faux that it’s now not going to absolutely devastate me when this is over.
All my fears about the following day are just fears. I’ll deal with them tomorrow. I am here proper now with him
No matter what the future holds, I won’t let it destroy the present.
I shut my eyes and listen to his heart beat as I fall back asleep.