What Penny failed to realize early on was that no matter how long a beast ate weeds, once it tasted at, it would always prefer at. Letting him have a taste of what he did not know was akin to giving a drug to a sober man. He liked it, and now he wanted more.
He was hooked, bound to be obsessed with the high it gave him.
It amplified the thoughts running in his mind the entire morning while watching her work in the kitchen.
He wanted her.
He wanted all of her; not just their nas together on a piece of paper, but her kisses, hugs, moans, body, heart, and even her soul. He wanted all of it. God, this was driving him insane.
With just one kiss, it was like poison, drawing out all the deepest, darkest, and most honest desires a man could have. He could barely restrain himself from ripping her clothes apart as they were on the way.
"How do I stop?" His coarse voice broke through the thick air, pulling his lips away from hers and resting his forehead against hers. "Tell , Penny, how do I, and when would I?"
Penny was catching her breath as she snapped her eyes up at him. Despite the close distance, she could see his cheeks were red, the color spreading even to the tips of his ears.
’To be honest, I don’t know,’ was what she replied in her head, feeling her throat dry. When she swallowed to moisten her throat, a whisper slipped past her lips. "I don’t think you have to."
"You’re making things very easy for ," he quipped as he lowered his head, smiling at her response before their lips made contact again.
"No," she whispered. "You’re making it easy for ."
And just like that, their lips were back in each other’s company, their tongues dancing to the symphony of their heartbeats, their hands exploring the outlines of their bodies. Everything around them was a blur, as if right this second, all that mattered and all that existed was the two of them, what they were doing, and what they were about to commit to.
Would it be a sin to test where this would lead them?
Would it be sothing they’d regret once this high was over?
They didn’t know.
What they knew was that they needed it. Like animals in heat, they needed to release the growing fire that was ignited by a simple, innocent kiss. Otherwise, they were afraid they would simply explode in frustration.
Squeezing her thigh, Zoren took a step in and raised her thigh to his side. A soft moan escaped her lips through his mouth, feeling sothing poking her lower belly.
Her hands slid over his broad shoulders, wrapping her arms around his neck. Instinctively, Zoren grabbed her other thigh and lifted it. Using the door behind her for support, he lifted her higher and pressed his body against hers, his hardness perfectly positioned in between the junction of her femininity.
"Mhm," another moan escaped her as sothing hard rubbed against the source of the rising heat in her body. A part of her knew this was too private. It was sothing that she would never let anyone—even her husband—touch. But right now, what she wanted was the complete opposite of that.
"Penny," he called airily, moving his mouth from her lips to her jaw.
Stop him, or he would not—was what he wanted to say. But all he got was a soft call from her.
"Ren... Zoren." As if hypnotized, she wrapped her legs around his waist and then stretched her neck to give him easier access. Zoren obliged, trailing kisses on her neck. His fingers slowly sneaked up underneath her shirt.
She felt her body shudder at the touch of his fingertips on her skin. It was electrifying, sending waves of chills down her spine. And yet, the higher his hand went on her spine, the more her back arched. Within seconds, she felt his fingers trying to unhook her bra.
Zoren had never unhooked a bra in his entire life. Who would have thought it was that easy?
In a single slide of his thumb and index finger, it snapped. And now, what awaited him made his blood boil with excitent. But before getting his fill, he drew his head back and looked at her. He squinted his eyes a little, his vision almost felt like it was zooming in and out as he tried his best to see her.
Just once, just at this mont, he wanted to see her.
Though at the back of his mind, he knew if he could see her clearly, he would lose it. She would et the madman he hoped she would not et right now.
"Zoren?" she called, noticing that he was just staring at her longer than she expected him to.
Zoren ran his tongue mildly across his inner cheek. "Nothing," he breathed out as he leaned in. "It was nothing."
Penny leaned back a bit before his lips touched hers. "I don’t think it’s not nothing," she replied, still managing to have conversations right now as she was more alert to his health because of what happened last night. "Are you okay? Be honest with ."
"Yes, I am okay," he replied under his breath, moving his face and gently tracing her cheek with the apex of his nose. When his nose reached the side of her head and close to her ear, he uttered through his gritted teeth, "It’s just that... I want you bare."
His hot breath caressed the shell of her ears, and his voice revealed his restrained hunger. "My hands and lips on every inch of you... and deep inside you. That’s what I want."
Penny instinctively lowered her head until her forehead was almost touching his shoulder. Her lips pressed into a thin line, not needing to decipher what was said right in front of her ears.
She knew it.
If nothing was done, they would just continue. Regardless of whether this was called moving too fast or skipping too many steps, they would keep pushing and pushing their limits. And she knew this was not their limit—they were far from hitting that limit.
Her red, slightly swollen lips parted as her quiet voice escaped them. "Do it," she blurted out, lifting her head back to him. "Undress , touch , kiss , then take . I dare you."
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