53 ***Deep Kiss

Just before my lips touched the sticky liquid on the tip of his penis, I pulled back completely.

And the disappointed whine that left his throat could not be missed.

My head raised from his lap to look at his aroused face.

His canines shined in the dim lighting and sweat collected on his furrowed brows, giving him a wild and sexy look that I have never seen before.

I could even see the veins popping out on his forehead.

At this point, I could feel my chest inflate with satisfaction like a rather pleased cat.

"I'm sleepy." I gave him a wide innocent smile and try to swing my legs off of his waist.

I almost made it to my side of the bed when his hand had caught my ankle.

He dragged me back over his body with little to no effort.

My scenery spun for a split second before I found myself underneath him, where I really didn't want to be at the moment.

He had easily rolled us around until the one on top was him.

Eros was crouched on top of my body, hard shaft poking me in the stomach every time he breathed.

This time, he was looking down at me with this sinfully hedonistic smirk on his perfect lips and I could feel my heart sink to my stomach.

"It's my turn, Emira."

The air was completely heated now.

Eros' head dipped down towards my face and he kissed my flushed cheeks with hot lips.

The electric shocks immediately scattered all across my face like bright sparklers on the 4th of July.

I can't deny the fact that Eros is easily able to diverge my attention with that tempting and sinful mouth of his.

"Y-You've already had a turn. Several turns," I carefully reply.

I made a move to untangle his hands from my hips, but Eros refused to relent.

And I doubted that I could move him with my measly skills unless he wanted me to.

"Emira, you can't play with fire and expect it not to burn," he murmured against the corner of my lips, his hot breath warmed my flushed cheeks with every word that he spoke. "And I want to do more than just burn you."

My mouth was extremely dry at his statement.

I barely had time to swallow that lump in my throat when his lips pressed against mine.

My entire body tensed.

Then, I turned to putty as we kissed deeply, tongues sliding against one another.

Eros' left hand had found its way into my hair, rolling the long locks between his tapered fingers.

He lightly cradled my head upwards to angle my face closer to his for easier access, and his hot tongue probed the inside of my mouth before sucking on my tongue and bottom lip.

My breath was coming out in harsh pants, my fingers curled into the bed sheets and my back arched upwards at the intense sensations that bombarded all of my senses.

The sensory overload was more than enough for me at the moment.

I could hear my blood rushing through my ears and my heart was pounding in a tattoo of rhythm that I couldn't control.

The fact that my panties were probably soaking wet already was an understatement.

Really.

It was.

"You smell so good," he huskily murmured against my neck.

Eros was kissing down my face with each word purposefully.

His mouth trailed from my lips to my chin, grazing the delicate skin with his canines while his lips gravitated towards the sides of my face before sucking the lobe of my ear into his mouth.

Eros sucked the skin lightly before biting down with slight pressure.

Then, he sucked a little bit harder.

Automatically, goosebumps erupted all across my arms and legs.

I hadn't even realized that the other buttons of the dress shirt had come undone until his hot palm cupped a full breast and squeezed.

By then, I was dragged back to reality.

My entire body was exposed to him.

Where did my panties go?

I made a move to close the fabric but Eros caught my wrist, dragged both of my hands above my head and held it down with one of his.

After that, his head descended to my collar bone, biting the delicate flesh with light pressure.