Chapter 179
Chapter 179:
The need to possess her overwhelmed me. I wanted her to feel every ounce of pleasure I could give, to hear her beg, to see her shatter beneath me.
I kissed her deeply, my tongue tracing slow, deliberate circles, savoring every reaction. She tasted divine, like forbidden nectar meant for me alone.
She flinched, trying to pull away, but I trapped her legs with firm hands, pinning her down.
“There’s no escaping this, Baby Vixen,” I murmured, meeting her wide, pleading gaze. The silent request in her eyes only fueled my resolve.
“Pl-please,” she begged, her voice breathless, strained under the weight of her building pleasure.
“This is what you do to me, Jasmine,” I said, my voice rough with emotion. “You drive me insane. I need you to feel it all—every bit of it. And when it’s over, you’ll thank me p>
Her cries of pleasure filled the air as I continued, my movements measured yet relentless. Her voice grew louder, pleading, “Ryder, please!” Each word sent a thrill through me, spurring me on.
Her hands, cuffed above her head, struggled against the restraints, but her body betrayed her, trembling with each wave of pleasure. Her legs, pinned firmly beneath my grip, quivered uncontrollably.
“This is only the beginning, my Baby Vixen,” I whispered, my lips brushing against her ear.
She let out a sharp cry as I continued, her body arching beneath mine. It was just the two of us, lost in the heat of the moment. I couldn’t care less that we were outside.
When her final, shattering release came, I let her collapse against the bed, her body trembling, her breaths shallow and uneven. I gazed at her, marveling at the sheer beauty of her, utterly spent and vulnerable.
“How are you feeling?” I asked.
Pulling her close, her skin was soft against mine, her warmth grounding me in a way nothing else ever had.
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“Intoxicated,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.
My chest tightened at her words, my heart beating faster. She was perfect—everything I had ever needed. A gift from the Moon Goddess herself.
I adjusted her gently in my arms, but even the smallest movement stirred the fire within me again. My body ached for her, desperate for more, but I forced myself to hold back, giving her time to recover.
Two minutes, I thought. Just two minutes, and then we begin again.
My restraint only lasted a moment. The sight of her—flushed, trembling, and utterly mine—ignited something feral in me.
Her breathing was shallow, her chest rising and falling with exhaustion. I kissed her shoulder gently, letting my lips linger on her soft skin.
“You’re incredible, Jasmine,” I murmured, my voice low and husky. “But we’re not done yet p>
She whimpered, her eyes fluttering open to meet mine. There was a haze in her gaze, a mix of exhaustion and anticipation.
I shifted her, turning her so she was on her stomach. Her body melted into the bed, soft and pliant beneath my hands. I ran my fingers down her spine, letting them trace the curve of her waist, savoring the way she shivered at my touch.
“Ryder…” she whispered, her voice barely audible.
“Shh, Baby Vixen,” I murmured, leaning down to kiss the back of her neck. “I told you—this is only the beginning p>
She gasped as I pressed against her, my body molding perfectly to hers. I guided myself into her, her soft cry of pleasure sending a jolt through me. The heat of her, the way she fit around me like she was made for me—it was almost too much to bear.