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I growl, irritated by her outright defiance of my order, but she has a point. It’s only fair that I also take off some of my clothes. Quickly, I lose my pants and shirt, tossing them onto the floor.

Eva turns crimson the moment I’m standing there in a pair of tight boxer briefs that leave nothing to the imagination. My cock is hard and leaking, leaving a stain of wet precum on the front.

“Now, panties and bra off,” I growl.

Eva licks her lips and nods. “Yes, sir.”

Fuck.

My cock jumps when I hear her call me that, and she knows what it does to me.

She tilts her head as she unhooks her bra, allowing it to fall to the floor. “Is this why you hated me calling you sir all the time?” She asks, slipping a finger into the waistband of her thong and dragging it down and off her ankles. “Did it turn you on?”

I shock her by seizing her before she can stand, her eyes wide. “Yes,” I reply gruffly, pulling her naked body hard against mine. She is so soft, so perfect against my skin, as if she was made for me. I let my hand move to her breasts and cup her right one first, stroking the pad of my thumb over her puckered nipple.

Eva gasps at the sensation, arching her back. Her eyes dip between us to the bulge visible through my boxer briefs. “Isn’t it your turn, sir?”

“Soon,” I purr, lifting Eva into my arms. “First, I need to taste you.”

Eva moans as I carry her through my cottage to the bedroom at the back. I can feel her study me as I walk toward the bed and place her down on her back, admiring how perfect she is.

This past month of resistance has been painful, wanting her in a way I’ve never wanted another person before. I descend over her, my body pinning her down as I slide my knee between her thighs and kiss her.

Eva reaches for me, but I grab her wrists and pin them above her head.

“No touching, baby girl.” I move my lips lower, trailing a path down her neck to her collarbone. All the while, I keep my hand wrapped around her wrists. “Keep your wrists above your head, okay?” I ask.

Eva nods. “Yes, sir.”

I groan as I release her wrists and continue to kiss lower, moving to her breasts, which are large and firm. Her nipples are already hard as I move my mouth over her right one and suck on it, causing Eva’s hips to buck toward me.

“Oh, God,” she shouts, squirming under my attention as I move my mouth to cover her left nipple.

My hands tighten around her hips as I move lower, trailing my tongue down the center of her navel, making her shiver. I’ve never felt so dominant as I watch Eva react to my touch, my kiss. It does something to me I can’t quite explain. “Tell me what you want, Eva,” I breathe, allowing my breath to tickle her inner thighs. My mouth is inches away from her center, which is dripping wet.

“Please, sir,” she moans, peering down at me with those unique hazel eyes dilated so much I can only detect a small rim of color.

“Please, what?” I ask, clawing at her hips. “I want you to tell me what you want me to do.”

Her eyes roll back in her head, and she licks her lips before meeting my gaze again. “I want you to taste me,” she says, her voice hesitant.

I groan as I move my finger toward her center, grazing it through her sensitive flesh. “Is that right, baby girl?”

“Yes, sir,” she moans, back arching as she offers herself to me. It’s hard to believe that this beautiful, innocent creature wants me. I’m a man so corrupted by the darkness that I can barely see the light anymore.

My tongue delves through her soaking wet center, tasting her for the first time. It’s fucking heaven. “You taste so sweet,” I groan as I lavish slow attention on her pussy, first licking between her lips, before moving the tip of my tongue to her clit and teasing her with it.

“Fuck,” Eva cries, hands moving to clutch onto my hair.

I grind my teeth, ignoring that she disobeyed me, moving them from above her head. If I want her not to move, I’d have to stop and get the restraints from my closet, and there is nothing worth stopping right now.

Instead, I enjoy the feel of her fingers rubbing against my scalp as she writhes underneath me. I slide one finger inside her, feeling how tight she is. “Fuck,” I breathe as I curl my finger upward, striking the spot inside her that makes her moan.

And fuck, does she moan? A sound so torturously beautiful I don’t think I’d tire of it if it were the sole sound I ever heard for the rest of my life. “That’s it, baby girl. I want you to moan for me.” I suck her clit into my mouth.

She arches her back, arousal gushing out of her as I play her body into a frenzy. “Sir, please,” she breathes, eyes lulling back in her head as she rakes her nails over my scalp. “Please.”

“Please, what?” I ask, teasing her wickedly as I know what she’s begging for. She needs her release.

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