Sexting With A Vampire
Chapter 41

Stella

I straddle Evan and peer down at him. He is so sexy, dumbly attractive, and that smile? I'm dying.

My hands don't waste a single second. I let them roam over Evan's abs, superhero muscles, and shapely round pecs.

I love it. He is strong.

Masculine.

Huge.

"When I spend time with you, I sometimes look at you and realize how lucky I am to have you with me," I'm speaking while moving, removing my clothes while keeping my eyes on Evan. His eyes sparkle. "Oh yeah?"

"Yes... You're protective, charming, funny, sarcastic, but in a good way, sexy... Territorial, and I love all those things about you."

I bend down to kiss one of his abs, lifting my head to add more compliments to the game. "Gorgeous."

I kiss him. "Delicious.

A lick. "And I want to ride you so badly, babe. But I also want you to do dirty-dirty things to me."

Evan's voice comes out all husky. "Like what?"

I consider his question. I will probably sound silly admitting what I've been dreaming of, but here goes nothing.

"Do you think you could lift me over your shoulders sometime? I just really like your..." I squeeze his shoulders and bite my bottom lip while letting my fingers travel to his biceps.

His eyes roam my face, and his lips quirk into a mischievous smile. Yet he doesn't say anything for the longest of times. He just lies there, underneath me, while looking sexier than the devil. "I could easily do that," Evan eventually says while I'm massaging his upper body, marveling at his physique.

"I want that..."

"Now?"

I shake my head, smiling. "No, now I want to ride your c**k."

His d**k twitches. I can feel it underneath me, and it boosts my self-confidence. I've never felt beautiful, but I do now as Evan watches me with his twinkling eyes. "You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen."

I believe him.

I might not be beautiful or attractive to anyone else, but those eyes belonging to Evan?

He means his words.

I believe he thinks I'm sexy. Me. The girl was a servant for years and was called ugly every day of her miserable life.

"And you're the most gorgeous man I've ever seen," I dip down to taste his lips and kiss him while kneading his traps. "I love your eyes. Your body. Your smile." Evan smiles while I breathe into his face. "I never smile."

I almost laugh. "You do when you're with me."

His eyes turn scorching, and I explore more of his body. His mammoth upper arms, abs of steel. Lord, how did I get so lucky? He is imposing. Strong. Unyielding. And right now?

All mine.

Evan's arms rest underneath his head as he watches me use his body. Touch it. Knead it. It turns me on, and I moan from simply rubbing against his c**k with my wet p***y.

I need him inside of me.

Yet I also like to tease myself.

Evan is ridiculously attractive.

His bulging biceps flex with every movement of his arm, muscles corded to perfect. Smooth skin... Tight six-pack that is almost an eight-pack...the v-lines pointing down towards his veiny c**k. "Stella..." Evan is pleading with my eyes. "I want you to ride me... Why are you waiting? Use me."

Use me.

His words shoot heat straight between my legs, and I shudder.

"I like to make it hurt," I whisper. "Make myself so horny before I get the real thing that I'm desperate and experience the most intense o****m."

Evan smirks at me. "Or you're only going to last three seconds."

"That's a possibility."

"I just want to be inside of you."

His muscular arms move, and he places his hands on my waist, guiding me to his c**k. I let him push me down and help his c**k replace my soaking wet entrance.

Every inch hurt.

He is so massive.

Large.

I arch my back as I take in inch after agonizing inch. I'm tingling from the pain, but there is also pleasure. I love how Evan fills me up, stretching me and turning me on even more with only his tip. He isn't all the way in.

Yet I'm so close to moaning.

His massive hands grip my thighs. "f**k. You're so tight, Stella. It feels so good. So f*****g good. Too good."

Oh god, is he planning to ruin me with words?

He lifts his eyes, squeezing my thighs harder. "You look so focused. I replace it sexy, but... It would be even sexier if you lost control."

Oh, by the moon goddess.

"Slide into me, Stella."

"No... I will come too quickly..."

I'm not lying.

This already feels too great.

But Evan, the devil, smirks. He lifts his well-shaped a*s off the ground, forcing his c**k deeper into me. With a sudden moan, my hands fall to his firm, juicy pecs. I'm not lying against his chiseled, sexy body. And Evan is doing all the work even with the extra weight.

I grab his sinewy biceps, lost to the tremors and the vibration from having Evan thrusting into me.

He pushes in effortlessly, groaning in ecstasy. "You're so tiny, Stella. I can't believe it... F**k... You're perfect. I can keep doing this to make both of us reach or o****m."

My p***y clenches, liking that idea too much.

Evan is magnificently hard.

Gloriously long.

His hands land on my back, and I somehow meet his thrust to make both of us work. It feels so great. We moan in tandem, my face buried between his fat pecs.

My legs spread further, and we begin a fast rhythm. Evan is hitting in a perfect spot, and I push him deeper into me with some help from his fantastic body. "Oh-my-god..." My eyes roll toward the skies above us, vision already blurry. I can't focus. "Uhh..."

My eyebrows furrow and I try not to moan, try not to cry out his name, but Evan's pace is making it harder.

"Don't hold back, Stella..." Evan is moaning too, grunting while rocking me on top of him, bouncing me on that c**k. "Tell me that you like this..." "I love it!"

"Then don't hold back from showing it..."

That voice.

That c**k.

f**k.

"Oh god..." I pant. "Oh Evan, yes...I love you... So f*****g much..."

s**t!

Did I really just say that?

"I love you too, Stella..."

Relief washes over me, and Evan pulls me higher to meet my lips in a frenzied kiss. Hot. Passionate. Desperate.

Wet.

Delicious.

I moan against his lips and have to break our kiss.

"Evan... F**k... You feel so good, oh yes! Deeper..."

He makes this rotating move. It's controlled, and he thrusts in deep.

My eyes widen, and my breathing turns even more labored. Lord, the pleasure is going to destroy me!

I cry out, and Evan lifts himself off the ground, turning tense for a brief second in a way that makes me climb.

So thick.

So hard.

So perfect.

I want to cry at how good I feel. Painful good.

Evan is perfect.

Hotter than hell.

My toes curl.

We are going super fast right now, and Evan hits this magical spot that makes me cry out in bliss.

"I can't... I'm going to... f**k! That's going to make me come... Push, Evan... Harder... Oh! Yeah!... Yess! Oh, right there!"

My mouth opens, but no sound comes out anymore. I'm convulsing and smiling and feeling so damn good.

What year is it?

What is my name?

"Stella, Stella..." Evan chants with his eyes closed. He comes with his entire rock-hard body jerking. He grips my hips and forces me to be entirely still as he releases inside me with tiny spasms. I experience shivers.

Evan is inside me, and I can feel everything-warm and hot-so damn slippery and wet.

So freaking perfect.