As Eden lowered her body against his, Dante’s hands climbed higher, grabbing her breasts, making her a bit flustered. He smiled again and played with them, making Eden react unexpectedly. His fingers got a bit playful, until Eden blushed and stopped their kiss, breathing harder.
“Interesting...” he chuckled.
She sent him a glare, a bit annoyed and confused.
“It’s... the first time I’m so...”
She didn’t finish her sentence, breathing harder than expected. She had never found her breasts to be so sensitive before, and the fact that her body was reacting so much to Dante’s hands was confusing. Eden was no virgin, and she had been with many men before. She had learned to put a thick barrier between sex and her feelings.
Dante was completely wrecking that barrier with ease. Everything was so good with him, it was disturbing. She kept trying to be in control, to stay strong, but her body was winning over her rationality. It felt good, and it was hard not to give in. His large hands on her skin, on her back, on her waist, and his lips not giving her any rest. Eden caressed his hair. She liked how short it was on the sides, and how silky it was on top... She didn’t care about messing it up at all. No, she was actually having fun making a mess of him. But she needed more than all that playful exchange. Eden’s hands quickly moved to unbuckle his pants, freeing him. This time, Dante was the one to groan while she caressed him. Now Eden could use some of her experience to tease him; any chance she could get to have the upper hand, she’d surely take. He shivered as her fingers tortured him, the heat growing in his lower half. The proximity of her own body, the warmth between them, and the mere thought of Eden riding him were exciting enough already. He couldn’t tell how much longer he’d last, but the excitement was reaching a dangerous peak…
The truth was, Eden was just as excited from what she could caress of him. Dante had an alluring body, with strong and defined muscles, slightly golden skin, and that impressive, sexy tattoo that covered half his body. With one hand on his manhood, the other on his shoulder to keep him down, Eden was staring at the large, Asian-style drawing on his torso and thinking how incredibly sexy the detailed feline was. The ink was so black and so dark, it looked incredibly fresh, and the tiger was ready to jump on its prey. The eyes were strikingly similar to the golden irises a few inches above. His golden eyes were fixated on her, with so much heat in them Eden found herself blushing again. She wanted to drive him as crazy as she felt, but his gaze was the ice-cold stare of a dangerous individual. Still, Dante was breathing heavily, and his hands were acting possessive on her skin. She could feel the strength of his fingers on her waist, preventing her from moving even an inch away from him. Eden was on top, but she might as well have been a mouse caught in a trap...
“Eden,” he finally gasped with a faint groan.
She smiled, and increased the movements of her hands on his end, hoping to drive him even more crazy. She wanted to see him surrender to her, to confirm her victory.
Yet, Dante was not one to give in so easily. Instead, he grabbed the fabric of her pants, and began opening them and pulling down, hoping to get rid of them. Eden didn’t think twice before helping him get her pants out of the way. She was too hot to endure them, anyway. Her inner walls were throbbing, excited by the earlier rubbing and the enticing scene of his lower member standing tall and firm... Still, she moaned when Dante’s hand ventured between her legs. He smiled, as she was already excited enough and kept melting more under his fingers. Eden grimaced, and wriggled her body unwillingly. She wasn’t ashamed to be so wet already, but by how fast she was reacting. She was so hot and excited already, she wasn’t sure she could endure this much longer... She wanted him. She wanted him bad. Eden leaned forward to resume their kissing, more savagely than before, letting go of him to grab his nape instead, while positioning herself back in the most dangerous position. She knew exactly what she was doing, and when their bodies began rubbing against each other again, with no fabric in between this time, she moaned against his lips. How could mere foreplay be so good? She shivered in pleasure, while Dante’s hand moved to her butt, caressing up and down her thighs. Eden was growing impatient. She was on edge, all extremities of her body begging to be released from this torture. Dante too seemed restless. He was moving his lower body under her, accentuating the rubbing, and his hands were getting more and more possessive, the other one firmly grabbing her blonde hair to pull her close.
“Eden...”
Her name in his mouth sounded like a sacred word, something so holy one could only whisper it. He repeated it against her ear, before kissing her jaw, her neck, sucking her pale skin, and biting it like the hungry Tiger he was. Eden moaned again, and bit her lip right after, a bit annoyed. Why did she even think she could take control? There was no control whatsoever, just the guidance of desire and pleasure, driving her crazy and forcing her body to become a slave to all that passion burning between them.
“Ride me,” he whispered.
Those two words were dangerous, but so tempting. Eden took a big breath in, and moved her body, slowly falling onto him. She moaned out loud, not bothering to hold back her voice anymore. She had intended to go slow, but Dante betrayed her, grabbing her hips and pushing the last of it in. Eden gasped at the stranger inside. She was out of breath already, and he hadn’t even moved yet, thankfully. Just having their bodies united was enough of a challenge already. Eden had her legs in a dangerous position, open wide around his hips, and Dante could move as he pleased while he held her waist. She took deep breaths, her lower body already in a turmoil of sensations. She was well aware of the intense stare coming from those two golden eyes below... Her blonde hair falling over her shoulder, her skin and exposed breasts in front of him, and blurry blue eyes, Dante was given absolutely everything, a front row seat to her expression, so easy to read. Eden was panting a bit, her cheeks flushed with red, and her lips open to catch her breath. Dante didn’t move to kiss her, he just stared at her, relishing in how vulnerably beautiful and enticing she was...
Eden decided to move before he did, her hips slowly undulating. She stared right back at him, as if to prove she could excite him too. Not that she needed proof, though. The Tiger was obviously very, very excited. His hands on her hips were firm as if he needed something to hold onto while he held back his wild desire. Eden was left alone in charge, and she liked that. She rubbed their bodies slowly, like their foreplay earlier, except that now, all of him was rubbing her insides. The sensations were reaching all the way out to her lower abdomen. She could move her body above his, and Dante was quietly lying still, although his eyes weren’t quiet at all. She could see those golden rings glowing with passion and excitement, and she could guess the raging battle between his passion and his desire to keep it tamed. Eden loved that; she loved that he was battling his own instincts to let her lead. She accelerated, breathing harder and making the mattress bounce under them. Dante grimaced, his breathing becoming more intense as well. Now he wasn’t so still anymore. Everytime she came down, he’d move his waist to collide with her, reaching deeper and making Eden moan louder each time. It was as if each time their bodies got farther away, it would be even more savage when they collided again.
“Harder...” she gasped. “Do me harder...”
Dante didn’t wait to comply. Holding her waist, he moved faster, helping Eden bounce on his lap. She wanted to feel him, feel him more until she went insane. The fierce rubbing of their bodies together felt so good, so hot, and yet so savage. She couldn’t believe she had waited this long to give in to him, but she didn’t regret it. It was just... too good. All of Eden’s senses felt electrified, and she didn’t want it to stop. When she was tired of moving back and forth so fast and so hard, Dante took over, his hips moving fiercely under her, lifting her from below and making her legs go weak. Eden felt hot, and her own voice resonated loud and clear.
Dante loved that voice. He wanted her voice raspier and more worn-out from their love-making. The Tiger’s pounding under her had gotten merciless, and he wasn’t getting tired of it. Eden moaned, and he groaned, their voices making it all so real and indecent. Their wild sex was nothing short of passionate, something so hot and fierce, it was almost animalistic. There were no sweet words needed, no gentle caressing, just the furious expertise of two adults, excited and needing relief in each other’s bodies. She wanted it hard, and he was giving it to her. Eden had closed her eyes now, but her hot body bouncing in front of him was even more enticing. From the delicious sounds of her voice and how her body trembled, he could tell exactly what she wanted. Her hands were holding onto his shoulders to keep herself steady, but she had lost all reason already. Eden’s only focus was on their wild sex, the sensations, and how her inner regions flowed with pleasure.
It was indecent how much she liked such fierce sex, but Eden had forgotten all about the reason why a while ago. She just wanted this, she wanted him so bad she’d forget everything else. She just needed to be taken hard right now, and he sure was giving it to her.
“Eden... Eden... Oh, you’re... good...”
Eden heard his groans under her, and it was driving her even more crazy to hear his deep voice. He kept repeating her name, as his pleasure wasn’t stopping either. She opened her teary eyes to see what was going on below. She hadn’t realized how sweaty they both were from all this... exercise. She leaned forward to make him shut up, and his lips had a bit of a salty taste. Even his sweat tasted good... She was definitely going insane. Still, Eden cried out again when he grasped her hips and suddenly shoved himself in deeper. Her lower stomach was a hurricane of hot sensation, begging to be released. She tried to clench and hold it in a bit longer, but his voice... As soon as she released his lips, unable to focus on any decent kiss right now, she’d hear his manly groan of pleasure, and it was driving her crazy. How could he sound so sexy? His voice was so deep and captivating... She moaned again, and leaned forward to bite his lip. Dante smiled, but he dared to slow down to focus on their kiss... Eden enjoyed the tongue play, but he shouldn’t have stopped. She kissed him even more fiercely, and once their lips parted, she gagged him with her hand, her hazel eyes glowing with the fierceness of a goddess.
“Move,” she ordered.
She felt him smile under her fingers, and without pushing her hand away, he moved. Eden resumed moaning and trembling right away, his pounding more relentless than ever. She could feel herself getting so wet it was indecent, and her pleasure was about to reach its peak like a waterfall begging to flow. She moaned, while he was condemned to breathe through his nose under her. She enjoyed this little victory, although she knew he was willingly giving in to her.
Eden tried to hold it in as long as she could; still, it was too tempting. She wanted it. She wanted it bad... She held it until the last possible minute. When she finally let go, she cried out loud as a firework exploded in her lower stomach, making her whole body feel like lightning. The waves hit one after the other, making her inner walls throb and relish for a long while. Eden felt the tingling under each inch of her skin, and shivered for a long while as her body relaxed. She had barely felt Dante coming too, but he was breathing heavily, and then grabbed her wrist to free his mouth.
“...Kiss me,” he said, still panting.
Eden chuckled. She was satisfied to see him exhausted too, and the tiger on his chest moving up and down with his breathing... Her fingertip followed the line of black ink, and his abdomen reacted. She smiled. One of his hands was caressing her thigh, the other still on her wrist.
“...Eden, kiss me,” he insisted.
She was still staring at him but not moving.
“Say please.”
He raised an eyebrow under her imperious tone. Eden was still trying to catch her breath, but her hazel eyes were glowing with confidence, and something a bit defiant too. They were still in the same position, bodies united, but now they were staring at each other, both tired and panting but still very awake. Dante didn’t move, still lying under her, a drop of sweat running down his shoulder.
