THE PAINTER

Carnal Desire

CONTENT WARNING: ADULT CONTENT. READERS ARE ADVISED TO READ AT THEIR OWN DISCRETION.

Juan consumed me, ravaged me completely. A ravenous hunger rushed through my frame and settled deep inside my belly. I've never felt so incredibly alive.

His masculine presence crowded me, making it impossible for me to move or inhale. I was deprived of oxygen but this hunger in me wanted to rip off his clothes and touch him, nothing else mattered. Bare skin under my palms.

Everything else zoned out of my focus as his lips kept ravaging mine. I even forgot where I was standing right now.

He lifted his lips away from mine for a second, allowing me to breathe. But it was too soon that he claimed my lips once again.

This is too much. Pushing me against the wall, he pinned my hands. This is insane.

The force of his kiss pushed me upwards against the wall. His kiss was becoming more bolder. He was relentless in his action. He was taking what he wanted, satiating his hunger, just as he had said he would.

His manhood pressing against my belly roused my hunger even more. I wanted to douse this flame within me. I've never experienced such a strong craving. Is this what they say is desire?

A moan slipped past my lips. He took it as a cue for him to plunge his tongue inside my mouth. Oh God! Imitating the intimate movements, he kissed me more fiercely.

My knees buckled beneath my gown. If it wasn't for his mascular frame, I would have collapsed to the ground by now.

His broad arm encircling my waist pushed me forward into the heated kiss. With his other hand, he skimmed my arms making it immposible for me to tolerate this onslaught.

He filled my senses, tormenting me. I was hightened to the point where I wanted to
do anything just to eliminate this ache.

He was like a drug that I have been starved of for far long.

"Annelise," he muttered hoarsely.

"I want to-"

"I know. Soon, very soon, mi amor!" His hand slid down my waist, my lower back and finally settled on my rounded bottom. Squeezing them, he pulled me flush against his arousal.

A groan rumbled in my throat as I bear down the insufferable assault, a fervent hunger.

Of all the atrocious inventiveness, my mind had to come up with the wicked thought of him deep inside me.

The heat in my core intensified. I pressed myself closer to his warmth, rubbing my now hardened nipples against his chest emphasized by his silk shirt. The friction jolts me and an impassioned fire unfurls there.

"Please," I whisper softly. "I want you to do unspeakable things to me. Please Juan, I can control it no more." I say, gasping for air.

I longed for his touch on my bare body, parting my flesh-

With one last lingering kiss, he slid his hands under my knee and lifted me off my feet. Cradling me in his arms, he strode towards the bed.

I rested my head against his shoulder and nestled closer into his warmth.

"My heart is beating too fast," I murmur against his shoulder.

He deposited me on the rumpled bedding. I wanted to cry out from the loss of his touch.

"Mmmm, I know. Mine's too."

"My..."

"Yours," he cajoled me to complete my sentence. But how could I when he was already crawling up my body? My body dampened, my hands slick from nervous anticipation. The blackness behind my eyes only hightened my excitement.