𝗦𝗜𝗡𝗙𝗨𝗟 𝗗𝗘𝗦𝗜𝗥𝗘: 𝗧𝗲𝗺𝗽𝘁𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻'𝘀 𝗘𝗺𝗯𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲 || 𝗞𝗧𝗛

Twenty

♡

Eva

I was utterly astounded by him, not understanding anything but losing my grip on reality.

Right now, I am pressed against the wall, all naked, blood smeared all over me as he kissed me and wrecked me with his fingers hard. I couldn't help but return his kisses with the same passion.

He moves from my lips to my breast, licking all the way there. I felt my breath catch in my throat and I made a faint, but audible, choking noise.

And it seemed to satisfy him as I could feel those lips turning into a smirk against my skin. But when he pulled back, just when I was close, I gasped.

I wanted more.

So much more.

I felt the desperate need to have his hands on my skin. My body never craved for someone the way it craves him.

"Why would you stop?" I looked at him with an annoying looking, long forgotten he was even wounded. 

But my cheeks flushed pink as he openly stared at my body as if seeing for the first time. I knew he must have dated some of the most beautiful women in the world. And suddenly I felt self-conscious in comparison to them.

I instinctively tried to cover myself, but he effortlessly took hold of my wrists, pinning them above my head with one hand. 

His other hand trailed slowly from the side of my face, down my neck, and along my body until it rested at my waist, sending shivers through me.

"Don't ever hide your body from me, Eva." He said, his voice insanely low.

"Okay," I whispered as my heart hammered in my chest.

He let go of my wrists and took a half step back so he could take a look over me. I stood there, feeling awkward, not meeting his dark eyes. 

After almost some minutes that felt like an eternity. 

"You are fucking beautiful." he growled as he planted his hands on the wall on either side of my head. I couldn't help but smile at his words. I am beautiful to him.

Then he bent his head, sealing his lips over mine, forcing his tongue inside my mouth as he kissed me fiercely, pressing his hard body against mine. 

I could feel his clothed thigh against my clit rubbing it as a whimper left my mouth.

"Fuck!" He hissed as he broke our kiss. "Go and step under the shower and turn it on," he ordered.

I walked into the washroom, my footsteps echoing in the silence. Without hesitation, I stepped into the shower, reaching up to turn the faucet. The cold metal felt almost comforting against my fingers as I tapped it on, the water cascading down in a stream.

He soon followed behind as I turned around, still under the water and watched him through the glass. He slipped his shirt over his broad shoulders and down his muscular forearms and it fell to the floor, revealing his toned bloody torso. 

But there was something new on his chest that was not there before. I tilt my head in confusion, a tattoo perhaps, but it was unclear due to the blood.

Next he unfastened his belt, his thick fingers pulling on the leather as he slid it off and tossed it next to his shirt.

His eyes held mine as he unzipped his trousers and pushed them down his thick thighs, along with his boxer briefs, revealing his huge cock, standing thick and glistening with pre-cum.