Deep love: insatiable lover

-Well…

Vanessa looked at Dylan in ecstasy as a wave of desire surged inside her. She wanted Dylan to continue, her watery eyes staring pitifully at him as she wiggled her waist with all her might.

“Isn’t that enough? How tolerated this man is.

However, she could not resist any longer.

Vanessa let out a dissatisfied moan, her eyes quickly filling with tears. She bit her lip and looked up at him in style, her slender arms around his neck as her body clenched again and again.

-Dylan… Give it to me…

She did not believe that this man could still resist such an extreme temptation.

“He’s not a man if he holds back.”

Vanessa felt desperately tempted and the rebellion in her heart grow heavier. She didn’t want to give Dylan what he wanted, not say what he wanted to hear so easily. If he did it on purpose, she might as well.

She was bold, provocative and made hot moves she had never made before.

She kissed him of her own free will. Delicate hands stroked his back, made her nails graze his tight spine, stimulating him, teasing him.

-Dylan, don’t you love me?

Vanessa kissed the corners of Dylan’s lips, his chin and finally the lump in his throat. She looked at him with a gaze that would drive a saint mad. She could see the veins in Dylan’s forehead throbbing with the intensity of his patience, could see the large beads of sweat on his cheeks.

The arms around her waist kept squeezing, with a force that seemed to want to drive her to her bones and blood.

“It’s come to this, can it go on like this?”

Vanessa thought smugly, and teased him with increasingly hot seduction.

-Mmm… so comfortable. Dylan… Dylan…

Didn’t he like to be called Dylan? Then she murmured it over and over again, in the most erotic of voices. Extreme teasing can only be, in flirtatious style.

“You bastard, why do you keep repressing when it’s obvious you can’t even repress yourself.”

Vanessa was desperately trying to contain her shame at seducing, feeling like a slut herself. But Dylan had managed to restrain himself, his eyes clearly reddening.

I was resigned.

-Mmm, so hard. -Dylan, give it to me, will you? Dylan….

Vanessa was ready to give her all, to look at Dylan, to feel the emptiness in her body, to feel the rage burning her senses, to know that she wanted to conquer this man, to see how it would look when she couldn’t take it anymore.

Vanessa knew nothing about what was done.

Her hands cupped the plumpness of her own breasts in a slow defilement of herself. Oblivious, she called his name and wiggled her seductive waist.

“Damn it.”

“She had no idea how hot she was, how beautiful she was and how much I wanted to eat her up no matter what.

Possess with force, invade with abandon, until she has no more strength to seduce you, until she cannot get out of bed for three days and three nights”.

But how could one admit defeat?

If he couldn’t even match the patience of a kitten, then Dylan didn’t need to get involved.

He continued to enjoy her seduction, her flirtatious debauchery.

-Vanessa, it’s not enough, you have to try harder.

Dylan was hanging on, obviously struggling, but still in control.

“Asshole.”

It was still difficult for her.

No matter how much he seduced her, she was the one burning with lust, as if she was going crazy. It was obvious that she was already enduring a lot, but she couldn’t move at all.

“This man was a beast, wasn’t he? He’s a beast!”

Vanessa thought furiously, and then realised that she had lost out.

It was unbearable to use all one’s strength, to throw away one’s pride and to corrupt to the extreme, but on the other hand it became more and more unbearable. And that this man should mock!

“Ahhhhh, I can’t take it anymore. Ah!”

Vanessa pauses in self-deprecation and looks sternly at Dylan.

-Are you able or not? Are you a man or not? If you can’t, I’ll change.

-My dear, you never question whether a man is capable.

Dylan laughed softly, sweat dripping along his jaw. He looked so sexy that Vanessa felt she couldn’t help but engage.

-Bastard, I promise you, promise you can’t?

He broke down and wanted to cry.

Vanessa’s eyes were red with anger and she looked at Dylan, but why didn’t he move when it was obvious that he had committed himself?

-Will you continue to leave me in the future? And end our relationship without my permission?

-You’re not leaving, I’m listening to what you say. Is it OK now? Can you move?

-It’s not enough,” Dylan laughed lightly, his nonchalant attitude made Vanessa wince, and she gritted her teeth, “What more do you want?

-Be a good girl and tell me what our relationship is now.

-Underground love.

Vanessa answered without thinking, and it was clear that the answer did not fill Dylan with meaning, so he did not continue as he had hoped. Instead, he stared at her with a smirk, a look that gave him inexplicable fear.

-Well, lovers.

At least it was a relationship that could be openly exposed.

He thought this would satisfy Dylan, but the man proved to be a powerful force to be reckoned with.

-You bastard, what the hell do you want from me?

-Darling, tell me that we have a boyfriend and girlfriend relationship, the serious kind.

-Well, well, I’m in love with you, we have a boyfriend/girlfriend relationship. That’s always good, isn’t it?

Vanessa shouted to herself and glared angrily at Dylan.

The man was finally satisfied, his eyes filled with predation and madness. Like a fire burning and throbbing. And like a deep, dark lake, drawing steadily at his soul, breaking free.

-My dear, as you wish.

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Vanessa arched her neck, revealing a fragile white neck, like a white swan.

Dylan’s eyes were deeply hypnotised and he wanted her badly.

“Um, I can’t take it. This man is an animal, isn’t he?” thought Vanessa before collapsing from exhaustion.

-Hmm.

The muffled roar came from Dylan. He hugged her tightly.

Those deep, dark eyes were full of compassion as they gazed at the sleeping girl in his arms.

His purpose was fulfilled and the child was once again in his arms. This time, the end was in his hands.

He took Vanessa upstairs, bathed her and dried her hair….

She was so tired that she was surprised that she didn’t wake up from the beginning to the end. She was lying in her big, soft bed, covered with fluffy blankets, like the happiest princess in the world.

-Dearest, have good dreams.

Dylan leaned down and kissed his forehead tenderly.

He got up and turned to leave.

In the studio, the soft intoxication on the man’s face turned instantly to coldness and strength.