Chapter 533 Sensual Torment **

Chapter 533 Sensual Torment **

Villain Ch 533. Sensual Torment **

"You look shocked," Allen whispered, his voice carrying a hint of amusement and satisfaction. The play of emotions on Vivian's face was a canvas of vulnerability that he found utterly enticing. In the dimly lit room, her stunned expression fueled a flame of desire within him, and he couldn't help but revel in the effect he had on her.

His words hung in the air like a secret shared between them, intensifying the charged atmosphere. Allen's gaze lingered on her, absorbing every nuance of her reaction. The revelation of her nakedness, her exposed form in the dim light, became a captivating tableau that fueled the growing tension in the room.

He couldn't deny the physical response that mirrored the arousal in his eyes. The intimacy of the moment, the palpable desire, kindled a fire within him. Vivian's exposed breasts, a beautiful sight that only added to the allure, served as a visual testament to the connection between them.

"I-I am. I didn't expect you to change in a snap," Vivian responded, her words laced with a mixture of embarrassment and arousal.

The words, though unexpected, carried a certain truth. In the space of a second, Vivian felt a jarring shift. What began as a gentle, comforting exchange transformed into an intimate dance that was as surprising as it was alluring.

"Isn't this what you want?" he teased, the words dripping with a sensual energy. His gaze lingered on her, capturing the full range of her reaction. He was intrigued by the effect he had on her, his eyes drinking in the sight of her bare torso.

"Well... yes." Vivian's words were a breathless whisper, laden with a mix of desire and trepidation. She could feel her cheeks flush with a combination of shyness and excitement, her eyes betraying her conflicted feelings.

Allen's fingers traced an erotic pattern across her bare skin, his touch as light as a whisper. A small shiver of pleasure rippled through Vivian, the sensation electrifying. The gentle brush of his fingers lingered, a deliberate touch that ignited her senses.

"Mmm... I knew it. You love it." Allen's words dripped with a teasing tone, but there was no denying the undercurrent of desire.

"Hnn...," Vivian moaned, her voice a breathless sigh. She was helpless to resist, lost in a haze of arousal and pleasure.

His fingers continued their journey, trailing a path of sensual exploration across her exposed torso to her crotch, slipping between her underwear to her wet sweet hole.

One finger.

"Hmph..." She squirmed, her hips writhing with an involuntary reflex, an instinctive reaction to the exquisite torment. The pressure was a tantalizing mix of pleasure and pain, eliciting another moan from Vivian.

"You are wet," he teased, followed by a chuckle.

Two fingers.

"Ah~" she let out a moan. Vivian's breath quickened, her pulse racing with anticipation.

"Mmm, so responsive. Such a good girl," he praised, his voice husky with desire.

His fingers were relentless, stroking and teasing, bringing her to the edge of ecstasy. Her breath came in short gasps, her body trembling with desire.

He increased the tempo, his fingers moving in a maddening rhythm. She was close, so close, her body quivering with the building pressure.

Three fingers.

"Oh..." she cried, her hips bucking in response.

"Do you like that?" he asked, his voice a low, seductive murmur.

"Y-yes..." she whimpered, her voice thick with desire.

His fingers kept moving, driving her closer and closer to the edge.

"Don't come until I order you to," he commanded, his voice firm.

Vivian pressed her lips and nodded in obedience, trying her best to hold back.

His fingers continued their relentless assault, and Vivian's breath came in short gasps, her body wracked with pleasure.

Satisfied, he gently bit her panties and pulled it off. Vivian gasped in surprise as the cool air brushed her bare flesh, but her body quivered with anticipation. She could feel the heat of his gaze upon her, a delicious thrill that heightened her senses.

Without warning, Allen buried his face between her legs, his tongue tracing a path of pure, sensual torment.

"Ahh!," Vivian cried, her voice echoing in the charged air.

His tongue was a marvel of sensation, exploring and teasing, drawing her closer and closer to the edge. Vivian was lost, her body surrendering to the exquisite torment, her mind awash with pleasure.

His tongue was relentless, a masterful instrument of seduction, and Vivian couldn't help but succumb.

"Oh, oh, ooooh!" she cried, her voice thick with desire. She could feel the pressure building, the tension coiling deep within her.

With a gentle touch, he eased her onto her back, his hands moving with an expert's grace.

She could feel his erection brushing against her, a tantalizing tease that left her craving more.

Her body was awash with pleasure, every nerve dancing with a sweet agony. She couldn't hold back, her breath coming in ragged gasps. n--0Velb1n

He took off his clothes, pants and boxer, his erection springing free. He was rock-hard, his cock pulsing with a desperate urgency.

As if sensing her thoughts, he took a condom and rolled it over his length.

He entered her, a slow, deliberate movement that sent shivers down her spine. It was gentle at first, his hips moving in a gentle rhythm, his movements measured and controlled.

It wasn't enough.

She wanted more, her body aching for a deeper, more intense connection.

Her hands reached for him, her fingers digging into his back, pulling him closer.

"Please," she breathed, her voice a soft murmur.

"As you wish." He kissed her lips, his tongue dancing a fiery tango.

He began to thrust harder, his pace increasing.

She could feel him inside her, his cock hitting her in just the right spot. "Oh, yes, yes," she breathed, her voice heavy with desire.

His pace quickened, his thrusts becoming more insistent.

"Mmm..." she moaned, her body quaking with pleasure.

She could feel him inside her, filling her with a sweet, sweet ache.

Her fingers dug into his back harder, her nails scratching his skin, leaving marks that spoke of a wild, unrestrained passion.