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Chapter 3

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— Make me forget the night, Arthur.

And he didn't wait a second longer.

His lips captured mine with fierce intensity, a perfect blend of tenderness and brutality. Every kiss he gave me consumed me a little more, plunging me into that state of surrender I often sought. My fingers slowly glided along his neck, tracing his burning skin, feeling the powerful beat of his pulse beneath my caresses. Arthur responded by pressing his hand against my nape, holding me against him as he deepened our kiss.

A delicious shiver ran down my spine. I loved it. I loved the way he knew exactly where to touch, how to graze my skin to make me tremble.

He groaned against my lips, his warm breath mingling with mine.

— Still so responsive… he murmured with an amused smile.

I bit his lip in response, my hips pressed against his body, a burning warmth building between us.

— And you, still so impatient… I breathed, brushing my tongue against his ear.

He let out a deep laugh, his hands caressing the curve of my bare thighs. Each touch made me shiver, consuming me with an impatient desire. I didn’t need words with Arthur. Just that feeling. That shiver. That fire. And tonight again, I intended to lose myself in his arms.

Arthur's kisses became more insistent, more heated. His mouth pressed against mine, demanding, and my fingers clung to his neck as if I wanted to surrender completely.

The heat between us was electric, unbearable.

In an impatient gesture, he slid my dress down my body, and I helped him get rid of his shirt. His warm, firm chest pressed against mine, sending an uncontrollable shiver through my skin.

His lips left my mouth to slowly descend along my neck, then lower, savoring every inch of my skin. His skilled hands caressed my curves, my thigh, my breasts, triggering waves of pleasure that made me feverish.

— You’re addictive, Isa… he murmured against my skin, his hoarse voice making me shiver.

I didn’t have time to respond before he grabbed me firmly and lifted me off the ground. A laugh escaped me, but he was already guiding me to his bed, where he tossed me down with controlled brutality. Lying before him, breathless, I looked at him with a provocative smile.

— Go on, show me what you can do… I breathed, challenging.

Arthur didn’t need to be told twice. He leaned over me, his lips capturing mine with fierce intensity, while our bodies tangled in a burning dance. He removed my thong with a finger and hooked it to the bedside, and I openly spread my legs for him to brutally take me as I liked.

He quickly removed his pants to join me, and once his body pressed against my chilly skin, I shuddered with pleasure once again and could feel his hard erection against my hips. The silence of the room was soon broken by the whisper of our intertwined breaths, a secret language that belonged only to us. I was already at his mercy, wet, soaking my thighs. I felt the liquid running down my legs.

Then he plunged into me just the way I loved.

Every brush, every thrust, every penetration, every caress ignited uncontrollable shivers in me, a wave of heat spreading under my skin like a fire he stoked with disconcerting mastery.

— Arthur… I breathed, almost sighing, as his lips slowly glided over my body, tracing burning paths on my feverish skin.

His hands roamed my curves with exquisite slowness, alternating softness and firmness, igniting my impatience. My nipples hardened as he moved in and out of me.

A hoarse moan escaped his throat as I arched beneath him, seeking more, always more.

— You’re perfect… he murmured against my skin, his deep voice vibrating against my belly.

I shivered at his words, at this voice that consumed me. The shivers soon transformed into waves of pleasure that overwhelmed me. Our breaths quickened, our bodies synchronized in a silent and fiery dance. Every movement, every contact was a blend of softness and fervor. Our moans echoed in the room, an intimate melody of shared pleasure.

I was losing myself in this sensation, in this warmth that ignited my body and mind.

And when our breaths united in a final shiver of ecstasy, there was nothing else but this night, this moment suspended between dream and reality. Our burning bodies moved in unison, carried away by an uncontrollable, feverish rhythm. The heat between us was suffocating, intoxicating, each tremor amplifying the pleasure, each sigh weighing the air with exquisite tension.

Arthur whispered my name between ragged breaths, his hoarse and trembling voice mingling with my own moans. His hands, feverish, clung to my hips, guiding me with devastating precision toward that thin boundary between reason and total surrender.

— Isa… he breathed, his forehead pressed against mine, his lips parted against my burning skin.

The pleasure mounted, intense, relentless, consuming us in an uncontrollable fever. And then… the explosion. A violent shiver coursed through me, pinning me in a state of pure surrender. A moan escaped my lips, long, trembling, uncontrollable.

Arthur let out a deep growl, his fingers sinking into my skin as he too was swept away by the same crashing wave. Our short and irregular breaths filled the room, echoing absolute pleasure.

I let my head fall back onto the pillow, still trembling, still captive to the intensity of the moment. Arthur, panting, traced his fingers along my arm, a satisfied smile floating on his lips.

— Still so delicious… he whispered with a playful sparkle in his voice.

I let out a light laugh, still caught in that cottony state where only pleasure existed. And as our bodies entwined beneath the rumpled sheets, I savored this comforting warmth, this ephemeral fullness that left me exquisite and satiated.

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