π| FIFTY NINE
***This woman will eventually drive me over the damn edge...***
~CARMEN~
"If you say so," you whispered into her right ears, and then leaned back.
"I say so," she reiterated.
Your breath hitched softly.
Blood was instantly rushing through every inch of your body, downwards, to your cock.
The stare between you two grew heated in the tense silence.
"Kiss me, Carmen," she finally broke the silence with a throaty voice.
You didn't need anyone to tell you what to do right after that.
Your lips crashed over her, this time with the insane passion you were feeling as you pulled her near.
Her breath hitched against your lips when your dug in deeper, your tongue sliding into her mouth.
She moaned softly, the sound of your name vibrating between both your lips, amidst the kiss.
One of your wandering hands squeezed her ass gently, adjusting her body right against you.
When you finally broke the hot kiss, you leaned back to look at her.
"You taste like everything I've been craving since my birth."
She blinked.
"Oh—"
Then she threw her head back and laughed softly, her hands coming to rest upon your shoulders.
"Carmen, please," she muttered in between her series of laughter.
Your gaze hardened.
"I mean it," you scolded her.
She nodded.
"I think you should tell me more about that," she purred softly.
Meanwhile, her fingers had begun to travel all over your body.
Heat immediately started to burn the sides of your neck but you successfully ignored it.
"Do you really want to do this?" You whispered again, into her ears.
She didn't know it.
But you, on the other hand, knew what you were capable off in this state—liquid anger still burning through your being.
"I've never wanted anything as much," she started. "Carmen?" Her brows rose high. "I am eager to see you lose control with me..."
Her voice trailed off as her long fingers trailed your own skin.
The amount of blood that rushed in to engorge your cock was enough to build a blood bank if you wanted to.
"...in the bedroom," she finished her sentence with a teasing note.
A smirk lifted the corners of your lips the moment she reiterated that she wanted this as well.
"With pleasure," you whispered against her soft skin.
Then, you turned and headed to the room with her in your arms while she was kissing your neck.
Sensations claimed every inch of your body as you kicked the door closed behind your back.
Then, you set her down gently on the bed and stared down at her front your standing position.
"Take off your clothes, slowly, I want to watch you uncover it all," you said in a jussive voice.
She blinked before she nodded and began to reach for the rope of the robe, pulling gently at the knot.
Your breathing quickened.
The knot unfurled and came undone, the robe slipping. She looked down, her fingers separating the flaps, exposing her breasts.
Your palms tightened into fists at your sides while you watched.
"Take it off, lean back and spread those legs wide for me," you ordered her, stepping back.
Her eyes flicked to your face, and she nodded slightly before she stood and allowed the robe drop.
Your cock jerked in your pants, needy and hard for her.
She stepped out of the pool that the robe had made in the floor.
Then, she sat on the edge of the bed, leaning back slightly on her palms which she placed behind her.
"Like this?" She teased, spreading her legs wide until you could see just how wet she was for you.
Sensations instantly rushed through your body, uninhibited. You fought and failed against the impact.
Her long black and red hair fell over one shoulder, and those her clear brown eyes now held a mix of submission and quiet fire.
Darkness clouded you irises as much as desire did your senses.
This woman was too beautiful. She could set every inch of you on fire without needing a match stick.
Your skin burned.
"Tell me, Rachel, why are you wet for me right now?" You asked her, taking a step forward.
She looked up at you.
Your eyes traced the peristaltic movement on her neck when she softly swallowed spittle.
She didn't answer right away even as the air in the room crackled with the tension choking you.
Instead, she bit her lower lip—the way a woman does when she is trying not to beg too soon—and slowly spread her legs wider on the edge of the king sized bed.
"I am wet," she started in a low, sultry voice that made your cock even harder— "because I know you will dominate me and then fuck the living daylight out of me."
...OmaPhinaPhire🔥