Harry's body sat there discarded with the trash, she could feel her heart quicken in her chest as the familiar taste of metal filled her mouth; As it did whenever she felt panicked.
Her clammy palms gripped the window seal for a second before she drew them to her chest backing from the window. A familiar chill washed over her as his figure appeared inches from the opened window, capturing the small space she'd just left. The smell of rain filled her room, causing her mind to stir as his lips curled into a devilish smile. His glowing eyes shamelessly roamed her physique, ready to devour her hourglass frame. Lingering on the exposed skin at the top of her round breasts, self-consciously she looked down noticing her nipples had hardened under the thin fabric and shyly folded her arms covering them.
"Your light," he whispered, lifting his hand to her face. Visibly taken back by her sudden shyness... She should've been under his spell by now.
"It's warm" he continued, his cool breath sweeping her face as Euphora took a cautious step back, avoiding his hand which caused his eyes to wrinkle at the sides.
He creased his eyebrows before smirking defiantly.
"You killed him," she stated, eyeing him nervously. Gripping the pendant for confidence, as he glared at her tight fist.
"Killed" he repeated, his voice soft as though he wasn't sure how to reply.
"Yes, you murdered my landlord" she accused, returning his defiant glare. Who did he think he was? Euphora might have been many things, but stupid wasn't one of them... At least she thought so.
In response, he kept the same sexy smirk as he brushed his fingers over his bottom lip. For some reason, this small action seemed so tantalizing... And Euphora watched like a moth drawn to a dancing flame.
"Your light" he repeated seductively staring into her eyes. His eyes glowing a smooth grey, as they burrowed into her and forced her clench her thighs together.
What's happening, she thought? As she felt her eyes growing heavier.
He skillfully closed the space between them, snaking his arm around her waist and firmly holding her in place.
"What're you doing" she pressed, attempting to look away as he caught her chin, tilting her head up and gazing into her eyes possessively.
"No more games" He commanded, and as though he spoke directly to each muscle in her body, Euphora's arms fell limp against his chest.
"I have to taste it" he breathed. Eyes glowing fiercely, as a hint of lavender pulsed around the rim of his pupils sending violet bolts of lightning coursing into his irises. The seductive chime gone, replaced by agonizing longing. So strong Euphora felt she'd burst into tears, and she did. Hot heavy tears fell from her eyes and rolled down her face and onto her chest.
"I need you" he pleaded, as overwhelming feelings flowed from him and into her body, leaving her unable to move;
At this moment, she wasn't sure she wanted to. She felt when he said he needed her, as though his feelings were swarming into her, filling her with the need to be closer to him.
"What are you doing to me" she moaned, as her knees buckled from the intense encounter. If she hadn't felt the words leave her lips she wouldn't have believed it were her own voice. She'd never sounded so desperate in her twenty-three years of life, she'd never felt this unnatural urge to be touched. The thick fog was back, and she was floating, high on the feelings being projected into her. All tension left her body replaced by a tingling surge, first starting in her head and quickly spreading to the rest of her body like wildfire.
"I don't know, this is the first time I've ever tried this" he replied, his irises pulsing as the colors changed, quickly becoming a hypnotizing spiral of violet and grey. He slightly tipped his head back while shutting his eyes, a relaxed sigh slipping from his parted lips.
"Stop it," she pleaded breathlessly. But her hands clawed at his damp hoodie without permission. She hadn't noticed it was open until her hands met with his smooth warm skin. Her fingers trailed his firm chest, stopping at the waist of his sodden jeans. She hastily unbuttoned them before shoving a hand inside. He gripped her back as the heat from his palms against her exposed skin sent sparks of electricity down through her, and as she gripped his package he pinned her against his chest. They stood there for a moment, Euphora unable to move, as the rapid thumping of his heart drummed against her cheek.
"You stop," he moaned as she stroked him, eagerly turning her face into his chest and gently planting rejuvenating kisses along his collarbone. He gently pushed her away, Euphora was gently tossed onto her bed. His hard body lay close beside her, holding her in place as he lifted both of her arms above her head securely holding both wrists in one hand. He eyed her spellbound, drinking in the erotic site before he spoke.
"No more touching" He sighed, looking her over once more as he placed his palm on her stomach while pressing his lips to hers gently. Her mind swam with color, the feeling of ecstasy stronger than her power of reasoning. She was filled with lust, so strong she thought she'd go mad. Fear propagated that she stay alert, he could effortlessly snap her in two, but irresistible lust willed her to lose herself to him.
"I've never felt this before," she moaned against his lips, her back arched as he slid his free hand up her chest, again leaving a trail of smoldering heat as he lightly gripped her neck. Kissing her sweetly before letting go and lightly running his fingers over her throbbing center.
He reached under her nightgown, as the fabric bunched together restricting his arm. She lifted her hips allowing his hand to cup one of her breasts. He tenderly twirled her nipple in his fingers before wrapping his tongue around it and sucking.
"Never," he whispered, breaking away to look at her. A desirous glint in his eyes,
"Well I'll be the first and last," he stated, hungrily crushing his lips to hers. Their kiss deepened as his tongue explored her mouth. He wasted no time sampling her neck and chest, his grasp on her wrist tightening as he sent another wave of lust into her. The desire sent shivers down her spine, causing the heart of her femininity to throb.
The forecast definitely predicted rain as he pressed his body to hers, and she could feel his excitement bulging against her hip.
"Please, finish it," Euphora begged as he teased her sensitive nipples with his tongue.
A moan rumbled through his chest, and she fought the urge coaxing her to bite down into his soft lip. His hand made its way back down her chest, stopping at the hem of her nightgown. Which was now hiked above her hips revealing trembling legs which he gently parted. Balancing himself perfectly between her thighs while making sure to keep her wrist securely locked in place, his eyes slowly began to glow a vivid lavender.
"Do you feel it," he urged between clenched teeth, breath hitched as he sat back on his knees releasing her arms.
"Feel what," she asked breathlessly bent to his will, Euphora knew before long she'd lose all control if she hadn't already.
He tightly shut his eyes before he spoke again,
"This" he whispered, as passion spilled between them, violently filling her body. His fingers enticingly trailed the top of her underwear as she shivered with anticipation. He delicately pressed his finger to her sensitive pearl, stroking it gently. Sending a powerful orgasm through her body as she groaned loudly, one of the ugliest sounds she'd ever heard erupted from her heaving chest. Here she was, losing herself to a stranger, a killer for Christ's sake.
He'd barely touched her, yet her body shivered violently as he continued to fondle her. Another wave of pleasure hit harder, this time rattling through her soul as she moaned uncontrollably. He kissed her passionately, sending her into welcoming darkness.