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With my resistance broken, Demetrius's touch grew more insistent, his hands exploring every inch of my body. I let myself give in to the sensations, my body responding to his touch with growing desire.
His mouth found mine, his kiss demanding and intense, as he backed me up against the wall. His body pressed against mine, his body hard and firm against me.
His hands found the edges of my dress, lifting it up over my hips, baring my skin to his touch. I shuddered as his fingers trailed over my thighs, his touch leaving a trail of fire wherever he touched.
His mouth left mine, trailing kisses down my neck, his teeth nipping at my skin in a way that made me gasp and arch my back.
He continued to explore my body with his hands and mouth, his touch both gentle and demanding, his kisses becoming more passionate as his desire for me grew.
I was completely lost in the sensations he was bringing out in me, my body responding to him in ways I never thought possible. I ran my hands over his shoulders, feeling the hard muscles beneath his shirt.
His hands found the curve of my hips, pulling me closer against him. I could feel the hardness of his body, the evidence of his own desire pressing against me.
"Tell me what you want, Tria," he whispered, his voice rough with need. "Tell me how much you want me."
I shivered as I heard his demand, my body aching with need. "I want you," I whispered, my voice hoarse with desire. "I need you, Demetrius. I've always wanted you."
My words seemed to ignite something in him, and he pulled me even closer, his body pressed against mine in a way that left no space between us.
"Say it again," he said, his tone almost desperate. "Say you need me, say you want me. I need to hear it again."
I looked up at him, my eyes meeting his gaze as I spoke. "I need you," I whispered, the words coming out like a broken moan. "I want you so badly it hurts. I've never wanted anyone the way I want you, Demetrius.
Without a word, Demetrius scooped me up into his arms, lifting me easily against his chest. He carried me from the dining room, through the dimly lit hallway, and into his bedroom.
He laid me down on the soft bed, his body covering mine as he settled between my legs.
His hands began to roam my body once more, his touch setting fire to my skin. I could feel the weight of him pinning me down, his body pressing against mine in a way that made me shiver with desire.
His mouth found mine again, his kiss hot and demanding. He kissed me deep and hard, his tongue pushing past my lips to tangle with my own.
As his kiss deepened, he broke away for a moment, his lips trailing down my neck as he spoke.
"Do you know how long I've wanted you like this?" he murmured, his voice rough with desire. "How many times I've envisioned this moment, having you in my bed, submitting completely to me? I've wanted you for so long, Tria."
I whimpered at his words, my body arching up against his. "I've wanted you, too," I whispered, my voice shaking with need. "For so long, I've tried to deny it, to ignore it, but I can't anymore. I've wanted you since the first time I saw you."
