Chapter 61 Promise Of Ecstasy *

Villain Ch 61. Promise of Ecstasy

Allen's lips trailed down her shoulder, he felt the thin straps of Shea's dress against his skin. With a mischievous glint in his eyes, he lowered his head further and took the straps between his teeth, biting down gently and pulling them down.

Shea gasped at the sensation, feeling the fabric of her dress sliding down her arms and revealing more of her skin to Allen's hungry gaze. She could feel the heat rising in her cheeks as he looked up at her with a devilish grin, his eyes dark with desire.

For a moment, they simply gazed at each other, lost in the intensity of the moment.

As he looked into Shea's eyes, he noticed a look of surprise and shock on her face, but he couldn't bring himself to stop. Instead, he leaned closer to her and whispered, "You look surprised."

Shea was speechless, her eyes fixed on him as he spoke. It was like she was under a spell, unable to resist the pull of his touch and the heat of his body against hers.

"I'm---" But as she tried to form a response, Allen stopped her words by placing his index finger in front of her lips. It was a gesture that sent shivers down her spine, making her feel both aroused and afraid.

"Don't refuse me," Allen whispered again, his lips dangerously close to Shea's. The intensity of his gaze made her heart race, and she found herself unable to escape.

Shea's heart was racing as Allen's lips met hers. At first, it was a soft, gentle kiss, but soon it turned into something much more passionate.

As they continued to kiss, Shea felt a warmth spreading through her body, igniting a fire deep within her. She wrapped her arms around Allen's neck, pulling him closer to her as they deepened the kiss.

Their bodies pressed against each other, and Shea felt the heat of Allen's skin against hers. It was a feeling unlike anything she had ever experienced before, and she found herself completely lost in the moment.

Eventually, Allen pulled away from the kiss, but their lips still hovered in front of each other, almost as if they were reluctant to part. Their eyes locked in a heated gaze, both of them struggling to catch their breath.

The intensity of their gaze continued; Allen's hands started to wander. Then, with a sudden movement, he tried to push Shea's body up onto the sofa, intending to take control of the situation.

However, Shea was not one to be easily controlled, and with a quick motion, she flipped over, causing Allen to lose his balance. With a thud, he fell backward and landed on the sofa, his back hitting the soft cushions.

A smirk played at the corner of Shea's lips as she looked down at him. "Looks like I'm the one in control now," she said, her voice low and seductive.

With a playful glint in her eyes, Shea crawled onto the sofa and straddled Allen's lap, her knees spreading on either side of his legs as she faced him. She lowered herself down until their lips met once again, resuming their passionate kiss from earlier.

Shea's hands hung on Allen's neck, pulling him closer to her. Her fingers tangled in his hair as she deepened the kiss, exploring his mouth with her tongue. Allen responded eagerly, his hands finding their way to her back, pulling her closer to him.

The taste of Shea's lips and the feel of her body pressed against his sent waves of pleasure through Allen's body. His heart raced and his breathing quickened as he surrendered himself to the moment.

Shea's hands slipped into Allen's clothes, he felt a shiver of anticipation run through his body. Her fingers were nimble and efficient as they unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his bare chest. He couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement as she ran her hands over his skin, tracing the contours of his muscles.

But it was when her hand reached his crotch that he truly felt his body come alive. She rubbed him through his pants, eliciting a soft groan from his lips. He could feel himself getting harder with every touch, every caress.

"You are bold, aren't you?" he whispered breathlessly.

"I am…" she whispered, trailing off with a playful smile that promised secrets and pleasures yet to be revealed. Her lips were so close to his skin that he could feel the heat of her words as they rolled off her tongue.

"And...I really like teasing an inexperienced boy like you…" she continued, her words dripping with honey and mischief. It was as if she was daring him to take the bait, to succumb to her charms and let her lead him down a path of pleasure and danger.

Allen felt his resistance weaken as Shea's words echoed in his mind. He wanted to be the one in control, but he couldn't deny the allure of her touch and the promise of ecstasy that she offered. But he didn't like the idea of him being dominated by someone else. Plus… that 'inexperienced boy' words disturbed him.

"So, you still haven't given up on making me your virtual sugar boy?" he asked, his voice tinged with both desire and reluctance.

"Of course," she purred, her voice a low growl that set his heart racing. "I am a woman who always gets what she wants. And that also applies to you."

Her hand moved slowly across the side of his face, tracing the contours of his cheek with a tenderness that belied the danger lurking just beneath the surface. He could feel the heat of her touch against his skin, a sensation that made him excited.

For a moment, he was caught in her gaze, unable to look away from the intensity of her stare. Her eyes seemed to bore into him, trying to strip away his defenses.

"I see," he muttered, his voice barely above a whisper. "Still---"

In a sudden burst of action, he pushed her back onto the sofa, flipping their positions so that he was now looming over her. She gasped in surprise, her back landing on the soft cushions with a thud.

He didn't waste any time, pinning her hands above her head with a firm grip that left her powerless to resist. His body towered over hers, the weight of his presence crushing and exhilarating at the same time.

Their eyes met, a clash of wills that sent a jolt of electricity through the air. His gaze was intense, burning with a fierce determination that left her breathless.

"---I don't like the idea of having a collar around my neck," he continued.