Chapter 372: Pressure
"I don’t want to change a thing. I am perfectly happy with the way it looks right this moment,"
"Are you sure?" his fingers started playing with her soft hair, "I thought you’d want to have your own space or at least a corner of your own in the room,"
"All I need is a good table to sit and write at when I read," she beamed, "The rest, I already have,"
Silas took a deep breath only to whisper, "Turn around for me. I waited all day long for this and I don’t think I can stand it any longer,"
Her heart screamed in its cage, stomach fluttering with butterflies and blood huddling around her neck and face, she still did as told without the slightest complaint or even a question.
After all, Arabella too waited for that moment the entire day.
As soon as her back faced him, Silas’ hands went to work and untied the ribbon around her waist before opening the bust of her dress to expose her back.
He immediately dove in to lick and kiss it as she sang moans of pleasure that followed the slow, tantalizing rhythm of his tongue.
He didn’t stop while pushing the gown off of her shoulders. The clothing item slipped down her body, ending at her ankles.
Her undergarments went next. When he said he couldn’t wait, Silas meant exactly that.
The only grace that went into his actions was the care he put in to make sure his hands wouldn’t cause her any harm.
He left her completely naked before his hungry eyes as he pulled his own clothes off himself.
Once both had shed the layers of fabric that covered them, the vampire spun her around and picked her up without a warning.
When he laid her down, her upper half rested on the bed while her legs remained spread on both sides of his waist.
Both of their hearts worked overtime, huffing oxygen in higher quantities just to keep their brains from short circuiting.
Leaning down, Silas took her lips and began sucking on them until her mouth finally yielded, allowing his tongue an entrance.
His cock rubbed directly against her pussy even though there was barely any friction or resistence. She was so wet, it screamed her desire without the need for any words.
Their grinding raised the temperature from their core all the way to the rest of their already fervent bodies.
The vampire stopped their oral whirl just long enough to whisper, "You want this as much as I do, don’t you?"
"I do," she merely whimpered.
His hands went right under her waist to arch her back a little before putting the tip of his cock on the entrance.
Very slowly and without ever breaking eye contact, Silas started pushing himself inside of her.
The reaction came instantly as her mouth opened wide with her eyes. The deeper he sank, the more sparks that shot through her lower part, speeding up to her brain.
A few winces escaped along with the moans as her hole stretched more and more open to sheathe him in.
"Is it painful?" was the first question he asked when his ballsack finally connected with her pussy.
"No," her breathing remained shallow.
"I figured so," he grinned, bringing his face inches away from hers, "You are so wet there is no denying your body was craving this as well,"
She licked at her own lips while moving her hips which further promoted their grinding.
"Don’t be so impatient. I will take good care of you. I promise,"
As he whispered those words, Silas rose to his full height and slid his hands on her thighs.
The man already wrenched a shiver out of her when slowly pulling out, but then his hips gave her one thrust, and all of the sudden rendered her head too heavy to hold up.
If she’d thought she was hopeless before, that new sensation made her think that the only way forward was to surrender full control over her body to him.
Aside from his cock rubbing against the inner walls of her pussy, it reached a spot in her Arabella never even knew existed.
It was as if he’d pressed a button that turned the sparks soaring through her into tingles that caused all of her body to tremble.
One thrust after another, each one quicker than the previous, making it impossible for her to ever lift her head again.
Every muscle in her body contracted, every toe on her feet curled as her fingers clutched at the sheets beneath her.
"These are the screams I wanted to hear," he breathed.
Upon reopening her eyes, tears of pleasure escaped her sockets, only to note the ravenous look on him.
It had become so hard to regulate her breathing that she hadn’t even noticed the screams that blared from her.
He pounded her faster and with each thrust, he syphoned a portion of her energy in exchange for a new, more devastating wave of tingles that made her entire body shake in his hold.
As the banging turned more aggressive and as the moans grew louder, her muscles alternated between contracting and mellowing outside of her will.
Her eyes flickered tightly shut before opening wide the very next moment as she cried helplessly at his complete mercy.
Silas didn’t stop for a second. On the contrary, he arched her back further which seemed to accentuate her delight and by the same occasion, the pressure on that very spot that ignited her senses on fire.
"Look at you spreading your further legs for me," he chuckled without taking a break.
it was true. Of their own accord, her legs spread wider as if to give him better access to her pussy.
Arabella said nothing in response. Not that she didn’t have anything to say, but her lungs were already busy trying to govern her whimpers.
However, as he continued to drill her, a new feeling surged. That of fluid building in her bladder. As a result, she feared losing control over that too and tried to close her legs, but Silas prevented it immediately and kept them apart.