"I'm pleased you found the doorbell, Eve!”
"Hi, Villanelle. What exactly are you doing? We're meant to discuss a backup plan. I know exactly who is working for Aaron at his Palazzo and have all the details we need.
"Eve, just breathe. Listen, I have almost everything ready!
For what intention?
"Dinner, Eve. "You're coming to supper with me."
"Okay, but we need to hurry and get going. “I'm not here to squander my time."
"Hey! "I cooked you pasta.”
I was overcome with the want to touch her face. Instead, I ran my fingers through her hair. As she made her way slowly to the living room, I followed her with m attention.
"So tell me about your escape strategy," I asked.
While sitting on the sofa, she had a glass of red wine in her hand. And she began talking like the obsessive and inquisitive lady that she is. She went on and on.
And if things go bad, it's just us here by ourselves, therefore we need another safe word for us.
I flashed a smile. As she smiled back, Eve didn't immediately respond. Her quiet does not bother me. I was done with her theories.
I approach and sit close to her, staring at her. Eve then threw her arms around my neck. The scent of her hair and her hot breath on my neck drew me in closer. A moan could be heard out in the distance.
I slid my hand under her top and traced my fingers down her spine. Her skin was flawless. She kissed me, sensing my hunger and repressing her own. At first, our lips barely touched. My tongue slowly traced the upper edge of her open lips. Then I just kissed her, moving my tongue deep into her mouth.
But she suddenly backed away. I attempted to move away, but I couldn't quite let her go.
"It's all right," I replied.
"I know it's OK." "I just need to use the restroom."
Why are you looking at me like that?"
I chose to respond with my body. I slipped off the couch and kneeled in front of her. I squeezed between Eve's legs. My fingers ran over her thighs and hips.
"Kiss me," I said quietly.
And as she leaned forward, I grabbed her head and stuck my tongue back where it belonged in her mouth.
Around my waist, her leg muscles contracted and released. I softly pulled her back and rubbed my fingers slowly over one very little nipple. She didn't fight back. So I sank into her lap and stroked her thighs with my face.
I threw one leg over my shoulder and scraped my teeth down the inside seam of her pantstrousers, hungrily toward her zipper.
As her strength returned, Eve eventually wrestled her leg away from me.
"What happens now, Eve?"
"I just don't usually move so fast."
Oh, come on, are we doing this or not?
She assisted me in lifting her top over her head. My tongue tickled the bare nipples as she leaned on her elbows. I kissed her on the lips as she resumed speaking. But when I opened the button of her trousers, she grabbed my hand away and sat up.
Not ever again.
"What's the matter?" I tried to seem patient.
She didn't respond. I said in a seductive tone:
We don’t have to do anything.
Even so, Eve got to her feet and straightened her hair and clothing. She stepped into the corridor and reached the door.
"It is not that," she said.
"So, what now?" I leaned very close to her face, attempting to obstruct her way to the door. She stepped around me and grabbed the knob.
From behind, I placed my arms around her and rubbed my face on her back. Eve still desires being pursued or hunted down? I started to wonder.
"You've got to be kidding me, Eve."
Back in the living room, I draped Eve's naked body over the bed. The bed, indeed. I'm not fooling around.
My nipples extended over her legs as I moved to a kneeling posture on the floor behind her.
On my knees, I brushed my face against the smoothness of her back. I buried my face in it. My tongue pressed across her delicate, sensitive skin between her legs.
eve, made some indecipherable sounds. When my fingers advanced up towards the entrance of her sex, her knees buckled slightly. I was moving through the wetness, lost in sensations while I said. "Why did you stop?!" It wasn’t a question. It was more of an accusation.
"I have my doubts." In her response, Eve displayed a self-assurance and toughness I had never heard from her before.
"I see," I said, attempting to disguise how I was feeling at the time.
She started pacing in semicircles around my kneeling posture.
"And now you want to call it quits? When I tried to rise, she forced me back to my knees.
Eve, you've been attracting, tricking, and even coercing me into your life. You need to realize now that I merely made it seem like you were in charge. "And this silly Aaron weapon and all that nonsense means nothing to me.”
Heat gathered between my legs.
"We're going to have sex right now.” Eve, talk to me. “Do you understand?” I screamed at her.
"Yes." She responded, this time nervously.
I let go of her hand and she helped me up. Eve, I had enough.
Go wait for me in the playroom, I expect you on your knees, eyes down, hands behind your back."
If she thinks, I’m always going to play by her rules, this time I’ll show her she’s wrong. Next time, she will be begging for me to made love to her. Right now, I am deciding to fuck her. Strap and everything. No foreplay.
“Do you know how much it turns me on to have you bound helpless at my feet?” I whispered, tongue running along the outside edge of Eve's ear. I felt Eve shiver against me.
I buckled my black dildo to my waist. Eve shoved her naked body against the wall.
I did enter her from behind. We started slowly and gradually increased the tempo until each stroke produced a sloshing, clapping sound. As her tits flopped across the covers, I gripped the cool texture for balance.
By force of habit, I slid two fingers over her clit.
I slipped the dildo out of her drenched state. She stretched her slim figure over the bed.
I force my way through her pussy. You're drenched.
"Are you ready, Eve?"
"Speak."
"Yes."
I instructed her to hang over the edges of the opening with her legs apart.
We are in 69 With delicate determination, my tongue danced inside her.
In what seemed like slow time, I licked her clit. As her hips lurched, so did mine thighs. I felt as though I were soaring toward my climax. It goes back and forth. I dived as deep into her as my tongue could go. I wished I could take her with me. It did the job. I strained to drink every exquisite drop of her as she locked her thighs around my neck. Her tongue tapped frantically into me, squeezing me. I was thrown into an explosive orgasm.
I burst into a million electric sparks as I reached the pinnacle of bliss. Then I bit her right there. Eve's whole body spasmed as she entangled me.
All she wanted was that stunning bite, the smooth, relentless sucking, and my sticky, swollen pussy twirling in her mouth.
Orgasm exhausted me till I collapsed.
Eve came loudly moments later, screaming my name as she did so. She basked in the afterglow of the intense orgasm, body quivering. It took me a few moments to realize that the always preoccupied MI6 agent, was still lapping at her centre, groaning softly as a smirk tugged at her lips. She hadn't asked me to stop, so of course my now beautifully well-behaved lover wanted more.
But as I said. She will have to beg for it.
"You may go, Eve." "We're done for the night."