Forever (Book 2) Dark Romance | Henry Cavill

Chapter 60

"Dark in My Imagination" by of Verona

There's something in the look you give. I can't help myself I fall...I can't help my myself at all. There's something in your touch when we kiss.

Henry briskly spun me around, pushing my body against the wall with his hip as his lips continue to kiss mine intensely. He lifted me off the ground as my legs wrapped tightly around his waist, his hands kneading the cheeks of my arse.

His intoxicating tongue slid on the crease of my lips-bewitching my mind, hypnotizing my body. His mouth wandered down, assaulting my neck all over with his lips and tongue, then found its way back to mine. My fingers pulled at his hair strands.

He hauled my weight onto his arms, moving us towards the bed as our heads twisted and turned, our lips glued together. He threw me onto the firm mattress and as I laid there under his mercy, he crawled on the bed towards me.

He wrapped his lips again on mine for a moment before lifting himself up, but I wouldn't have it. I rose myself up with him to continue kissing those luscious lips of his, but he flung me back down onto the bed, breaking our skin contact.

Before I could make another move, I stared into those dark eyes one more time before they disappeared down between the valley of my bosom. His giant hands parted my legs from each other, exposing my snatch to his grace.

I prepared myself for the impact as his lips found my hot warmth immediately. The moist, slick surface of his tongue directly pressed against my vaginal folds and I moaned, arching my back from the overwhelming sensation.

He flicked my clit. Licked it. Teased it. I fell deeper and deeper into dark euphoria.

And soon, I felt it coming. My orgasm.

It was too much. I couldn't take it.

"Henry, please," I breathlessly murmured.

I fought. I twisted. I squirmed under his ceaseless wrath. The astounding pleasure too much to endure.

But his arms hooked tightly around my legs and hip, locking me in place. My hands pushed at his head, trying to pry him off and release me from this dear, gratifying agony.

But he wouldn't budge.

He drove his tongue deeper down into my core now, assaulting every inch of skin he can earn. I bit my lips to keep from screaming-the titillating sensation too much to withstand.

My senses were driven to insanity. I didn't want to think about anything. I didn't want to care about anything else in this world, except him and this very moment.

And finally, I gave up the fight. I surrendered to his commanding will. This inevitable path. My legs latched tighter to his head as I pushed my pelvis up against his movements.

When will this sweet torture end?

He possessed me. Owned me. Controlled me. Everything bits and pieces of my pleasure in this very moment. He knew it wholeheartedly.

My muscles tightened from the amplifying arousal.

Stars and sparks consumed my vision, blinding me from everything else.

Fuck!

And then I lost it-combusting from pure ecstasy. I imploded. I unraveled. I came. Hard.

My body tensed up quickly as an electrifying surge conquered every nerve all over my skin and I fell into pieces, crumbling down in front of him, breaking down in spasms of dark paradise.

My cheeks inflamed from the moment.

Before I could catch my breath, his swollen and wet lips clashed onto mine again. His tongue glided in between my teeth, massaging my tongue, and I tasted something on his mouth and lips.