Night of Eden 79

 Chapter 79

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Theodore suddenly realized what those little gestures meant, what they were for.

He'd long since forgotten his words, the ones that had screamed at her to prove herself. His head hollowed out and his heart thudded in his chest.

Her eyelashes fluttered like a fan, drawing closer and closer. The tip of her fine nose brushed against his, and her distinctive scent washed over him, like the scent of a vineyard in midsummer. At the forefront of it all were her lips.

Just when he thought she was too close, her lips brushed gently against his. Theodore wasn't the only one who gasped at the feathery friction. Dana shuddered, too.

The difference between doing and being done was too great.

Dana squeezed her eyes shut, savoring the unfamiliar sensations.

The first man's lips she pressed to hers were still wet from the previous kiss. The soft texture, the distinctive body scent, and the whiskey flavor.

Ah, so....

Dana suddenly understood why Theodore had pushed his tongue in so hard every time they'd kissed, why he'd probed so insistently, what he liked so much.

Instinct took over.

Without thinking, Dana stuck her tongue out and licked his lips. Before she could feel anything, she gasped in embarrassment.

Theodore stopped her as she tried to flee in surprise, catching her flinching, fleeing jaw with a swift snap.

He thrust his tongue in ferociously, ignoring the order of her to go first. He was the one who groaned, his throat heaving, and he was the one who bit down again, unable to control his passion.

Dana's lips, plump and moist, were once again smeared with saliva. She had to breathe hard at every gap or she would suffocate. She needed something to hold on to, something to keep from being swept away in the vortex.

Dana lifted her free arm and wrapped it around the man's shoulders like a lifeline, and a guttural groan erupted from him.

She clumsily moved her tongue to take him in. Slowly, their clashing tongues found a rhythm and harmony, entering and withdrawing, their saliva flowing with each other.

A maid who had been with her master's man.

A man toying with his fiancee’s maid. In the end, Theodore got what he wanted. And yet Dana was not afraid. Nor was she ashamed or angry.

Because she couldn't deny the sensation.

She didn't hate this kiss, this rough thrusting, because she found it exciting.

Theodore began to unbutton her shirt.

There was none of the graceful, silent motion that had so amazed Nordstrom. His hands, with no care or restraint, barely undid one button before he licked the nape of her neck in a way that terrified her. With each suck and bite, impatience scratched the man's throat like a growl.

He picked up the moaning woman lightly and carried her across the darkened room, dropping her on the bed and climbing on top of her.

Her skirt curled up to her hips. Her exposed bare legs glowed white in the darkness, and he burrowed between them, crushing his lower body against the apex of her sex. Sparks flew where they met.

Something long and hard stabbed into her stomach. If it hadn't been for her friends' secret talk, Dana wouldn't have known what it was.

Unfortunately, she knew the truth, and fear gripped her. The good feeling was quickly replaced by a rush of anxious thoughts.

What am I going to do....

Whether he knew her feelings or not, Theodore was alone in his passion.

Dana tensed. His touch was too quick, his breathing too ragged.

Leah had been sick to death at first. The other maids said they thought they were going to die because the blood wouldn't stop flowing, and only one, Bessie, said something completely different.

“I didn't feel sick at all,' she said, 'and strangely enough, not a drop of blood came out, and I had a hard time explaining to Gilbert that it was really the first time.”

For an inexperienced maid like Dana, these stories were very confusing.

What would happen to her now?

Dana hoped Bessie was right.

"Don't worry. Just make sure the man is good at it. It can feel pretty good, that's for sure.”

She didn't even doubt it.

Theodore would be good, so at least he wouldn't cause her terrible pain.

Please... Please.......

Dana's heart suddenly rippled in a strange way as she prayed fervently.

The thought that this tongue, now licking the nape of her neck, had licked another woman was not pleasant.

While Dana was lost in her disturbing thoughts, Theodore began to undress her in earnest. He calmly succeeded with the second button, then the third.

An irritated curse escaped his lips at the nape of her neck.

Impatient, Theodore finally ripped the fabric in his way with a vicious rip. Tut-tut, buttons scattered about.

Dana gasped in horror and covered her face with her arms. But he wouldn't let her. Theodore grabbed her wrists and yanked them above her head. Dana was unable to resist his merciless grip, and she sank into a position of surrender.

The man's eager gaze skimmed the convex bulge above her thin underwear. As it traveled up the fleshy mound and touched the dark drop at the apex, an intense surge of excitement stirred the man's pleasure center. Then the dark spot at the apex hardened like a drop, heightening his excitement.

He clasped both her wrists together in one hand and squeezed. With his other free hand, he plunged boldly into her chemise, the hem curling up to expose her waist and navel. Dana squeezed her eyes shut and turned her head to the side.

A snakelike hand slithered in and cupped one of her firm breasts. Gravity pulled it to either side, and it rose in a bell-shaped bulge, blood spurting from the protuberance. Theodore clenched and unclenched her soft flesh, kneading it like dough.

At first, it was embarrassing and strange. Dana didn't understand why he was doing this bizarre thing. As she was waiting for the embarrassment to pass, she felt her first erotic sensation, like a tickle.

"Hmph...."

Dana muffled the hollow sound with her hand.

Theodore didn't stop. He stared down at her breasts in a daze, squeezing and releasing it, rubbing and flicking it with his fingers. Each time, the slightest sensation grew into a tingling sensation of pleasure. Somehow, Dana couldn't stand it. She needed something more. Her body cried out for more intense stimulation.

When her body began to twist again and again, wanting more intense stimulation, he leaned down and ran his tongue over her smooth breast.

"Ah!"

Dana screamed. Her breath came hot and ragged over the bite. He nibbled elsewhere, as if he couldn't get enough, and then without warning, he bit down hard on her peak.

"Huh!"

Dana gasped at the fierce pleasure that shot up her spine.

For a long time afterward, Theodore continued to bite and suck. He alternated between both breasts, doing everything he could with his lips, teeth, and tongue. The long neck arched back as the friction of the sucking continued, and he let out a muffled moan.

Theodore was enjoying himself, but when he grew tired of it, he reached down and grabbed her underwear. Dana, who had been giving in so readily, flinched and grabbed his wrist to stop him.

"It’s too late."

Theodore whispered low.

"It’s too late, Dana."

The deep voice like he was barely controlling himself sent a shiver down Dana's spine.

She took a long breath, steadying herself. Her grip on him loosened. Not letting go, he pressed his fingers deep between her legs.

The flesh against Theodore's middle finger was similar to her lips, but different. Like her lips, it was divided into two lumps of curling flesh, and the inside was damp and wet, but unlike her lips, it was strangely wetter after a few rubs.

Dana frowned, unsure of what to do. It was a different reaction than when he'd touched her lips, neck, or anywhere else.

Theodore distracted her with a kiss, then continued his downward stroking. Parting the taut flesh on either side again, he skated his middle finger along it for a long, skating motion, then circled it until he found the protruding peak. He went a little deeper, scooping up the water that had pooled inside.

Then Dana got a little wetter. Her body squirmed uncomfortably, but then she quieted.

Theodore suddenly wanted to lick her. Grabbing her thighs and spreading them apart, he leaned down to lick between them,

"...Oh, no...!"

Dana, who had been holding back, suddenly squealed and scrambled for the head of the bed.

"That's not...."

"Hold on."

Theodore gripped her flailing shins tightly and spread them wide to either side. Like a dragonfly's wing pricked by tweezers, Dana was stuffed, her flesh exposed.

She couldn't breathe with shame. She was afraid that something was wrong.

Tears welled up in her eyes, but Theodore didn't care. He dropped his head and ran his tongue along the length of her flesh without judgment. A violent sense of foreignness hit him in the face.

"Hmph...ugh...."

Dana gasped and covered her mouth with her hand. Theodore licked her again, and again, and again.

It was as if Willow was doing it to her, devouring, relentless, penetrating, scouring.......

And then a tightening sensation of pleasure, almost as exhilarating as the strangling shame, came over her.

"Stop."

Dana begged.

"Please stop......."

She struggled with all her might.

Theodore wouldn't stop. Couldn't stop. He had to get enough of this forbidden place, which was many times softer than her lips and filled with a distinctive scent.

As he sucked greedily at her pussy, he was almost in pain from the blood and excitement that pooled in his lower body.

Suddenly, he felt his limit. Theodore pushed himself up on his knees and looked down at the disheveled woman, then reached down and grabbed his erect cock. It stood erect and red and throbbing, eager to fuck.

He would finish faster if Dana watched, but she had her head turned to the side and her eyes squeezed shut like a corpse. Her ribcage rose and fell with each exhaled breath, her voluptuous, heavy breasts bouncing up and down, jiggling obscenely. He wanted to taste them with something other than his hands or mouth.

Theodore crawled onto her upper body and sandwiched his cock between the two mounds.

Dana’s tightly closed eyes widened as she sensed something strange.

He grabbed her confused hands and brought them to her chest.

"Hold on."

Smart as she was, she seemed to realize what he was about to do, her little face looking up at him in horror, pleading. 

Theodore didn't hesitate to cover her hands and force them together, creating a small, pretty cave in her slender frame. He tilted his head back slightly and began to rock back and forth. He couldn't help but groan at the indescribably ecstatic sensation as the two soft mounds of flesh tightened and rubbed against his erect penis.

Theodore glanced down at her parted lips as they reciprocated without ejaculation. It felt so good, tasted so good, and knew how to bite with power. His head felt like it was going to explode with the need to slip inside her and rub against her.

But that was for later.

If he acted on this fantasy that was brewing in his head, she might not allow him anything else.

He didn't know how far she'd gone with that bastard, but she certainly hadn't given him permission to do this. Her flushed face was proof of that.

Theodore found that very satisfying, and though he had no real experience with it, he was going to use every flirtatious gossip he'd ever heard to give her a taste of the ultimate.

Never let her look away again.

She wouldn't even want to put anyone but him on top.

He picked up his pace, savoring the way his body throbbed to his beat.

With a few powerful strokes, his cum finally poured out. Theodore shuddered at the surging climax and watched as the milky fluid splashed over her breasts, collarbones, chin, and mouth.

"Open your eyes."

Her fluttering eyelids slowly parted, revealing the blue-gray eyes he'd longed to see.

It was only for a moment that his pulse slowed with satiety, his desire not diminished by the considerable amount of food he'd consumed. If anything, it had multiplied, screaming for a real taste.

He dragged the edge of the blanket over her and wiped his semen from her body, then reached down and pushed her legs apart again. Dana tensed as if to resist, then eased back.

Her surrender allowed Theodore to relax.

This time, he would take his time, no rush.

He groped his middle finger again, finding the wet spot. He rubbed it thoroughly, waiting for the sticky fluid to resurface, and then the tightly sealed opening opened up a little, as if a curtain had been hung over it, creating a path. A small hole that fit him like a glove.

Theodore slowly slid his middle finger into it. It was a slow, careful insertion, not wanting to cause any damage to the suffocatingly tight inner walls. His finger reached the point where he couldn't go any deeper. Her tight walls were unbelievably hot and moist. Shivering with anticipation, he pulled his finger back out again, slowly.

"Did it hurt?"

Thankfully, the tiny face moved side to side, not up and down. Relieved, Theodore plunged his finger in again. After a few more such thrusts in and out, Dana's reaction changed slightly: she frowned at the foreign object, then relaxed as if she could get used to it.

Theodore patiently targeted her clit. His common sense should have told him enough, but he didn't stop.

How could this be good for anyone?

Dana narrowed her eyes and felt a surge of heat from below.

"Ah...!"

She let out an uncontrollable yelp, unable to stop herself this time. Theodore didn't stop, though, and continued to move, the heat that had been building deep inside him flaring into flames.

Dana twisted her hips, helpless against the suddenly intense stimulation.

Before she knew it, something sticky was leaking out of her through the man's fingers. Dana couldn't believe that the gurgling, light sound of water was coming from beneath her.

"...Stop...stop...stop."

Theodore didn't listen. He didn’t close his eyes or look away.

He increased his pace and intensity, watching for Dana's reaction.

As the promiscuous noise grew louder, Dana felt her breathing mingle with lustful moans. From the moment a bizarre craving had overtaken her shame, her body had been trembling of its own accord. Her muscles contracted uncontrollably, as if she were about to snap the man's fingers.

"You like it?"

Dana flailed. But the hotness of his fingertips wherever they touched was definitely, definitely pleasure.

"Do you like it?"

She hated him for asking such a thing. Hated him for asking. And yet her body responded.

"Tell me."

A low whisper slipped past her eardrums, stinging downward.

She shook her head no, harshly.

Theodore slipped another finger in, wiggling it impatiently like a petulant child.

Dana twisted her hips, an intense sensation that could only be called pleasure flooding through her.

In a brief moment of climax, Theodore pulled out of her torturous wiggling. A long string of sticky nothingness came out, stretching like a thread.

Dana stared at his fingers, wet and glistening in the darkness.

What was it?

She had never heard of such a thing.

She felt ashamed and mortified.

Theodore rubbed his sticky fingers roughly against the comforter, then undressed himself. His shirt opened to reveal a broad, firm chest. Dana's eyes squeezed shut again as she caught a glimpse of dark body hair beneath the curve of his well-defined waist.

Once he was fully in position, he grabbed her ankles and pulled them apart. The tip and entrance engaged without delay. The hard cock began its slow entry.

Dana felt a pathway open up that she hadn't known existed.

Theo spread her vagina wide, thrusting slowly, and for a moment she felt as if she couldn't take it, and then, without warning, he slammed all the way in.

"Ah!"

Dana cranked her neck. Her body raised up with a scream. It was the first pain she'd ever felt.

Was he hurting too?

His penis froze in place, like a weapon.

Theodore let out a short sigh and bent his arms, propping himself up on his elbows.

He tucked Dana's hair out of her face, found her earlobe, and licked it slowly. From the sound of his breath against her eardrum, she could tell instinctively that he was trying to calm himself, and the burning pain slowly eased. As the tension in the connected region relaxed, it morphed into a tolerable foreign sensation.

Theodore lifted his head again and touched Dana's cheek. He brushed his lips against hers, then ran a hand through her hair.

Dana's eyes fluttered open at the affectionate touch.

His hands and his eyes were opposites. Theodore's face was flushed with a heat that threatened to explode. For a moment, his eyes narrowed. Then he slammed into her with a thudding sound.

Dana pulled her lips together and bit down, trying to make the unfamiliar sensation in her lower body feel like pleasure instead of pain.

Theodore bit back, then thrust back into her again.

Then another, and another, and another.

Dana opened herself up, eagerly accepting the wave after wave of him.

Deeper and deeper, it was unbelievably hard. It was hot as fire, filling her to the brim.

It hurt, for sure. But it wasn't unbearable. He moved gently. The rhythmic beats made Dana flexible, allowing her to prepare herself.

But the relaxation didn't last long.

Theodore's slow movements were wearing thin. His self-control was rapidly slipping away. He had to speed up. He had to charge like a wild horse to get over this crazy hump and reach his climax.

He corrected his stance and raised his pitch.

The monotonous reciprocation added depth and intensity. Countless dull friction sounds hit the ceiling.

As if skewered, Dana swayed helplessly.

The man's breathing, which had been shattering against her collarbone, was now completely disorganized.

Theodore felt a heavy, dull sensation of pleasure penetrate from his esophagus, through his stomach, and down to the soles of his feet.

Ugh.

He groaned, completely letting go of the last vestiges of caution and self-control. He lunged forward, losing the last bit of leeway.

In the moment of climax that came a moment later, Theodore allowed himself to be overwhelmed by the sensation of his semen spilling out.

And then he collapsed.

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