Page 119 of Lost Paradise


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“I want to come inside your pussy, baby.”

She releases me with a pop, and I look down at her sternly.

“Sorry?” she says, and there’s a wicked smirk on her lips and a glint in her eyes that only stiffens my knob even more.

“Liar,” I scold firmly. “Just for that, I want you to undress. But do it slow, and let me see every inch of your beauty as it reveals itself to me."

Eve meets my gaze with a playful glint in her eyes, a challenge accepted. She takes a step back, her hands moving to the hem of her shirt, unties the knot, and, with deliberate slowness, slips it off her shoulders. She pushes each strap of her bra down and reaches to the back, unhooking the fastening, but lingers before sliding it slowly down her arms and off her body, revealing the smooth expanse of her skin inch by inch. My breath catches as she lets the fabric drop to the ground, standing before me, topless, in nothing but the soft glow of the moonlight.

My gaze stops at her breasts, mesmerized by their pale, creamy complexion adorned with rosy nipples that stand in delicate contrast. Each curve and contour of her flesh seems to invite my touch, the softness of her skin illuminated by the ambient glow of the moon’s silvery light cast upon us.

As I take in the sight, a wave of desire washes over me, mingled with a profound sense of awe at her beauty and vulnerability.

Her movements are unhurried and deliberate, each motion teasingly slow as she continues to undress, piece by piece. The air between us sizzles with anticipation, desire building with every article of clothing that falls away. Each moment feels like an eternity, a dance of temptation and longing that draws us closer together.

Finally, she stands before me, completely bare, her beauty displayed in the gentle light. I reach out, my fingers tracing the curve of her waist, marveling at the warmth of her skin beneath my touch. Our eyes lock,filled with unspoken promises and a newfound intimacy that binds us in this moment of vulnerability and desire.

"I never want to lie to you," she whispers, her voice barely above a breath.

I gaze at her, my breath catches in my throat, and my heart stops in my chest with the kind of surprise that renders me completely stupid.

The depth of her gaze, the subtle curve of her lips, the way her body seems to meld perfectly with the night—it's a sight so profoundly intimate and beautiful that it steals the breath from my lungs.

Fuckin’ ell.

I'm a goner. Every bloody wall I've built, every defense I've held onto, crumbles to dust. She has reached into the deepest parts of me, igniting a fire that burns brighter and fiercer than anything I've ever known.

I lean away, grab my shirt and shorts, and lay them across the sand.

“Sit on them, princess, because I intend to take you apart, bit by bit, and when I’m done, I’m going to put you back together and make you into my queen. Together we’ll rule the world, the entire fucking universe.”

Eve’s eyes lock onto mine, and the edges of her lips curve up slightly, but rather than speak, she complies, lowering herself onto the makeshift bedding with graceful ease. Her eyes never leave mine, filled with a mixture of anticipation and trust. As she settles, her body illuminated by the greyish glow of the moon, her hand reaches out to me, beckoning me closer.

I kneel before her, my heart pounding with a potent mix of desire and reverence. Slowly, I begin my exploration, my hands caressing every inch of her skin with a tenderness that surprises even me. Her breath hitches, a soft gasp escaping her lips as I lean in to place a kiss on her collarbone, then her neck, savoring the warmth and softness of her flesh.

Her hands find their way to my hair, her fingers tangling in the strands as she pulls me closer. Our lips meet in a searing kiss, a melding of passion and longing that sends shivers down my spine. The world around us fades away, leaving only the two of us entwined in a moment thatfeels both timeless and infinite.

Slowly, I pull away, dropping kisses around her mouth before exploring her neck and taking her soft scent in. She used the soap she found at the facility. I can smell the light traces of freshness on her skin mixed with her own. I continue to explore her collarbone, my lips following the contours of her body, and when I reach her soft breasts, I linger on the gap between them before I leave a kiss on one and take her pebbled nipple between my lips and glide my tongue over it eliciting a gasp from her.

My hand slides down her side, exploring the enticing curves of her body, then slowly glides back up to cup her other breast. I alternate between them, making sure to give each one my undivided attention, savoring the soft, yielding flesh beneath my touch. Her breath hitches as I continue my journey down her body, drawing teasing circles around her belly button, eliciting a delightful giggle from her.

My eyes lift to her face, captivated by the way she watches me with a mixture of curiosity and pleasure. I can't help but grin, realizing I've uncovered a hidden vulnerability.

So she’s ticklish.

A chuckle escapes me despite my efforts to hold it back.

“Are you laughing at me?” she asks, a playful challenge in her eyes.

“You’re ticklish,” I say, amusement coloring my voice.

“No, I’m not,” she insists, a defiant spark lighting up her gaze.

I do it again, tracing delicate patterns on her belly, and she giggles lightly, her hands attempting to push me away. Her laughter is infectious, and I find myself laughing with her.

"Admit it," I tease, my voice a soft murmur. "You can't hide it from me."

She bites her lip, trying to stifle another giggle, but it escapes despite her efforts. Her resistance melts away as she relaxes into the moment, her eyes shining with a blend of challenge and delight.

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