There is nothing more beautiful than watching an innocent angel fall apart at my sinful actions. I'm going to ruin her.
"Augustine."
And she comes, looking down at me as she does so.
She glows, lighting up the goddamn room. Her feet barely touch t...
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His hands were in my hair, and soon enough, I was tugged onto his lap. The seat was farther back now, and he reached behind me to shut the headlights off.
I grinned as I straddled him, feeling like this was the first time all over again.
He didn't speak as he ran his hands all over my body. I occupied my time by kissing his neck and dragging my palms over his shoulders.
I could feel the tension. I knew he was angry. But if this was going to help him, then I would let him do whatever he wanted to me.
That was probably not the healthiest way to think, but I didn't care.
"Eros," I gasped as he tugged my dress up my thighs. My body was on display for him.
"Wait," I muttered, grabbing his wrists before he could touch me. He immediately stopped, his eyes meeting mine in concern.
"Just slow," I told him, "Just be slow."
He nodded, gently kissing my temple before trailing kisses over my jaw.
My lips parted in a sound I was almost embarrassed by, but he seemed to love it.
My fingers worked at the buttons of his shirt, and I took my time. Right now, I was making sure this lasted forever.
Eros was so sweet with his actions. He slowly tugged the zipper of my dress down, revealing my skin slowly but hauntingly.
I peeled his shirt off his chest, practically salivating at the sight of his tattooed skin. I placed my hands there, feeling his heartbeat beneath them.
He touched me as I reached for his belt, but within seconds, he was grabbing my hands and catching my attention.
"Backseat?" he spoke.
I tilted my head with a smile, almost amused by his simple statement.
I pushed myself up and over the center console, landing softly in the backseat of his Mercedes. Luckily, it was more spacious back here.
Maybe that was his idea...
Eros gracefully accompanied me back here. He slowly rode my dress back up to my hips, and his lips were on my skin in seconds. My nerves were on fire. My back arched as he kissed between my breasts. He tugged the strap of my bra down while unbuckling his belt.
I felt like he was touching me for the first time in this moment. I never thought I would know this feeling again, but I did, and it scared me just a little.
