Chapter 66: The Night Evelyn Stopped Resisting [R 18]

The Night Evelyn Stopped Resisting [Part 2] [R 18]

A wave rising.

Growing stronger.

"Leon... something’s happening... I feel..."

"Let it come. Let the flow come."

"I can’t... it’s too much..."

"Yes, you can. Trust me."

And she did.

She let go.

Waves of pleasure washed over her.

Her body arching.

A long, low moan escaping her lips.

"Mnnnh...!"

*Oh god.*

*I’m cumming.*

*I’m cumming on his fingers.*

*I’ve never felt anything like this.*

*It’s so intense.*

*So overwhelming.*

*I love it.*

*I love him.*

She slumped against him.

Boneless and panting.

He withdrew his fingers.

Glistening with her pussy juice.

He brought them to his lips.

Tasting her.

Evelyn’s eyes went wide.

Her breath hitching as she watched him.

"Leon... what are you..."

She couldn’t finish.

The words died in her throat.

She saw the look on his face.

Dark.

Hungry.

Satisfied.

He licked his fingers clean.

His eyes never leaving hers.

"Delicious," he murmured.

Evelyn’s face burned, but she couldn’t look away.

She had fallen so far.

And yet—she didn’t regret a single moment.

Leon’s eyes darkened with desire as he looked at her.

Her naked body glistening with water.

Her green hair plastered to her shoulders.

Her purple eyes wide and vulnerable.

"Now," he said, his voice low and commanding, "I’m going to take full control. Let’s have sex."

Evelyn’s breath hitched.

Her body trembled.

But she didn’t resist.

"Okay..." she whispered.

"Okay?"

"I said okay. I’m not fighting anymore."

Leon smiled.

"Good girl."

He reached down and removed her panties.

Letting them drift away in the warm water.

The fabric floated lazily on the surface before sinking.

They were both completely naked now.

Nothing between them but the warm, fragrant water.

And the growing tension that crackled in the air.

Evelyn felt the heat rise to her cheeks.

She saw him fully for the first time.

His shoulder-length black hair was slicked back.

Water droplets clinging to his broad shoulders.

His athletic body was perfectly proportioned.

Muscles defined but not bulky.

Every line and curve speaking of strength and control.

Her gaze drifted lower.

Her breath caught.

His dick was large.

Throbbing.

Veined.

Fully aroused.

*How is that even possible?*

*That’s not normal.*

*That’s huge.*

Evelyn swallowed hard.

Her heart pounding so loudly she could barely hear her own thoughts.

She was naked too.

Her breasts full and heavy.

Her pink nipples hardened from the cool air and the intensity of the moment.

Her pussy was slick and pink.

Glistening with arousal beneath the water.

She felt his dick press against her pussy entrance.

The tip of his dick positioned at the very opening of her body.

But just as he was about to push forward, Evelyn placed a trembling hand on his chest.

"Wait..."

Leon stopped immediately.

His eyes searching hers.

"I... I can’t..." she whispered, her voice cracking.

Then she took a shaky breath and met his gaze.

"This is my first time. I want it to be at least... at least proper."

She looked down, unable to hold his gaze.

"Even if you’ve taken everything else from me my willingness not now... please... let me have this one thing properly my first time."

Leon was silent for a moment.

Then he cupped her cheek and tilted her face up to meet his eyes.

"Okay," he said softly. "I understand."

He kissed her.

Gentle.

Tender.

Full of a warmth she hadn’t expected.

Her lips trembled against his.

She felt her last defenses crumble.

Then he stood.

Water streaming down his muscular body.

He extended his hand to her.

"Let’s go to the bed."

They stepped out of the bath together.

Both dripping wet.

Water pooled on the marble floor.

Leon led her through the villa to the bedroom.

Neither of them bothered to dry off.

The heat between them was enough.

Evelyn’s slender body left a trail of droplets on the floor.

Her peach-shaped hips swaying with each step.

Her thick thighs glistened in the candlelight.

Her E-cup breasts bounced gently with her movements.

Leon’s eyes devoured her.

*She’s so beautiful,* Leon thought.

*So perfect.*

*Every curve.*

*Every inch of her skin.*

*I want to memorize every part of her.*

He laid her down on the silk sheets.

Still wet.

But neither of them cared.

The damp fabric clung to her skin.

Cool against her heated flesh.

Leon climbed over her.

His body hovering above hers.

He kissed her forehead.

Her nose.

Her cheeks.

Soft, reverent kisses that made her heart ache.

Then he kissed her glossy lips.

Deep and possessive.

She moaned against his lips.

Her hands reaching up to tangle in his wet hair.

*His lips are so soft,* Evelyn thought.

*So warm.*

*I never knew kissing could feel like this.*

*I never knew touch could feel this good.*

His lips trailed down her jaw.

Her neck.

Her collarbone.

Then lower.

He took one of her breasts into his mouth.

Sucking gently.

Then harder.

She cried out, arching her back.

Her nipple hardening against his tongue.

"Ahhh... Leon..."

He bit down gently.

She gasped.

"Mnnnh!"

He moved to her other breast.

Giving it the same attention.

She writhed beneath him.

Her body aflame with desire.

*It feels so good.*

*His mouth on my tits.*

*His hands on my skin.*

*I want more.*

*I need more.*

Then—she felt him.

His dick once again pressed against her entrance.

She opened her eyes.

Meeting his gaze.

Leon looked down at her.

His breathing heavy.

His muscles coiled with restraint.

"I need to tell you something," he said, his voice thick with emotion.

Evelyn blinked, confused.

"When I told Selena to leave earlier, I told her I would tame you tonight. I know our relationship began with force. I know you didn’t want this. I already said in bathroom same thing maybe you think back I’m doing for sex and coax you but I said what I said. I meant it."

He paused, his eyes searching hers.

"But don’t worry you don’t regret in future and I’m going to make you fall for me. Harder than you ever thought possible."

Evelyn’s heart stopped.

And then he kissed her.

Deep and consuming.

Stealing her breath.

She felt him shift.

Felt his tip press against her slick entrance again.

And this time—she didn’t want to stop him.