The Erotic Artiste

CHAPTER 20

Their bodies glistened, adorned with the fragrance of sweet-scented soap, as Evelyn and her billionaire employer indulged in yet another fervent kiss whilst exploring each other's naked bodies tenderly.

Akeno turned on the shower and the cascading water rinsed away the remnants of soap from their intertwined bodies. Fueled by desire, his passion ablaze, he yearned to claim her completely and be inside of her without delay, his urgency noticeable.

After cleansing themselves of the soap, Akeno and Evelin exited the cabin and proceeded to help one another in drying off. Evelyn, captivated by his unwavering erection, marveled at its enduring hardness.

"Shall we, my dear?" he murmured, lifting her effortlessly in his arm and having her wrap her legs around his waist again. Evelyn gasped softly, meeting his gaze as he carried her back to the bedroom.

Akeno gently placed her on the bed, its softness enveloping her as she gazed up at him with desire, inviting his dominance. She watched him walk to the switches to dim the lights, their only light being a soft glow from the balcony. It created the perfect ambiance and an intimate setting, allowing them to see each other clearly, though in the dark.

Observing him return to her, Evelyn awaited his next move.

"Part your legs for me, love," he whispered, her breath catching in anticipation.

With bated breath, Evelyn bent her knees, parting her thighs at his command.

"Wider," he urged, his tone soft yet commanding.

"Yes, sir..."

As Evelyn complied, her heartbeat thundered in her ears, the audacious act stirring sensations she had never experienced before. This moment of submission and obedience to him heightened the intensity of their connection.

Akeno felt a surge of arousal as she willingly obeyed, spreading herself open further for him to see. Her compliance and vulnerability fueled his desire, tempting him to fast-forward to their fantasies and take her into his red room, where he would unleash his array of twisted pleasures upon her, pushing them both to the edge of ecstasy.

'Not yet. Not now. Patience, Akeno,' he scolded himself internally.

Evelyn was unlike the others. With her, he needed to proceed with caution, dismantling her defenses and breaking down her walls gradually until she was willing to cross that boundary of kinky fantasies with him. And how would he achieve that? To begin with, he would have to express his desire for her in a way that would win her trust. He had to make love to her.

Love-making—a concept Akeno feared due to his enigmatic past. To him, it posed a significant risk, potentially leading to emotional entanglement. Nevertheless, he was determined to keep it purely physical for this one final time. He was not one to engage in love-making; it went against his principles. But to make Evelyn his ultimate muse, he would have to defy his own rule: never to fall in love with or make love to a woman.

"Mr. Hiro?" she called out softly, her voice tinged with concern as she noticed the billionaire momentarily lost in his own thoughts.

Akeno blinked, returning from his thoughts at her voice.

"What's the matter?" she inquired, sitting up.

"Nothing, my dear," Akeno murmured, easing himself into bed with her.

With gentle insistence, he pushed her down, positioning himself above her and nestled between her legs. Her hand tenderly grasped the back of his neck, drawing him in for a kiss. Their kiss was passionate, his lips lingering on hers until, reluctantly, he pulled back, trailing moist kisses down her exquisite body.