Chapter 41 - “I want you, Master.” (19+)
Dylan didn’t waste a single breath, giving Anna little time to prepare as he threw them both into the room behind him and stepped forward, kissing her on the lips. As their lips met, crashing roughly together, he groped her butt tightly.
The moan escaping her became swallowed by Dylan in another kiss. Somehow, he looked more desperate than usual. He lifted up her long dress and tried to wedge himself between her legs, startling her into pushing him away by the chest.
“Haah… If someone were to come by…!”
“I locked the door. Don’t worry.”
Anna gasped for air. Dylan enveloped her mouth in another kiss, one deep and passionate enough to make her lips swell. Soon enough, he got her to lie down on the bed, although it looked more like she had been pushed.
Unbuttoning his shirt and looking over her, he looked to be suffused with masculine vigor and virility, like a predator long since starved. It certainly wasn’t easy for her to endure his lascivious gaze. He had yet to truly do anything to her, but she found her muscles tensing up in anticipation regardless.
His sharp eyes looked much more savage than usual. Every time he freed himself from a layer of clothing, dropping the material onto the floor, she would gulp in concern.
“Why are you trembling so much?” he asked, tilting his head with genuine curiosity.
She stared at all the perfectly chiseled muscles he obtained through diligent exercise, her eyes roving over his toned abs before they landed upon his face at last. “Because I feel like you’ll swallow me whole, Master,” she answered.
Dylan grabbed her ankle and lifted it over the mattress. With both her legs propped up and spread apart by him, Anna was left gripping tightly onto the duvet.
“My thoughts go in the exact opposite direction, though. It had always been you hunting me down and devouring me this whole time, not the other way around, wasn’t it?”
Following the vulgar claim that he uttered, he slid a hand underneath her skirt. His fingers caressed the thin white layer of silk that concealed her core, making her shiver. His fingers pressed down, dipping into her slightly whilst still obstructed by the fabric of her underwear, eliciting a faint moan from her lips.
Pushing her underwear to the side, his middle finger sought the source of the slick moisture escaping her, entering her with a twist. Her hips jerked up at the intrusion and he immediately pulled out his finger.
“Ah, no…” she protested weakly. Lifting her head, she noticed he was using his dampened finger to measure how wet she had gotten.
He then lowered himself before her. She assumed he meant to move in and embrace her, but the thought was cut short as he pulled her underwear off her completely.
Her eyes widened as soon as she registered what he meant to do. “This is a bit too…!”
Dylan settled his face between her legs and soon she could feel his hot, soft tongue begin to lick into her, pushing through her bush. She writhed in place to cope with the foreign sensation, but she couldn’t escape his firm grip upon her hips. He rolled his tongue carefully inside her like he would within a kiss. Anna could feel her resolve to flee fade from her.
Arousal coursed through her, traveling from her lower body to detonate and explode in an array of pleasure at the top of her head. Every time he swirled his tongue, thick, transparent liquid trickled out of her. She whimpered, moaning loudly.
“What is it?” Dylan asked her, lifting his head and licking his drenched lips. “Speak properly.”
“More. Deeper,” Anna begged, restless and aroused.
“Tell me that you want me.”
“I want you, Master.”
‘Yes. You want me as well.’ At last, a satisfied smile spread across his face.
He laid himself atop Anna and pushed his hard length deep within her. She tossed her head back so her chin sought the sky, her lips parted in an O.
“Nnngh,” Dylan groaned. As he slowly worked his hips, he quickly divested Anna of her clothes, her pale round breasts bouncing free like pudding. He leaned forward and bit into her earlobe. Then, he slid his lips down her neck before returning to claim her lips once more.